I just walked in on two of my co-workers, doing....ahem....naughty things.
In our studio.
In a quasi-public place.
Look, I have no problem with office romances, and I have no problem with couples who work together who kiss hello or goodbye as they're going through the doors, but FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, keep your damn clothes on at work. Please.
I'm gonna go with 'not my circus, not my monkeys.'