It was a rainy night in San Antonio, Texas where Bri and Clint were attending a very unromantic work conference for their competing companies. During the last night of this conference, sponsor companies hosted themed parties across the hotel ballrooms. Clint was not the first person to ask Bri if she was going to ride the mechanical bull in one such party that evening, but he was certainly the last. Clint recognized her as the girl from the foosball tournament the night before at another networking event and also as one of the only females at this midstream industry event (Go Clint!). His coworkers made him approach her (he denies this) and she was pleasantly surprised to have been approached by a guy with such a bright countenance while stuffing her face with a plate of food. While she denied the offer to ride the mechanical bull in a dress, they talked and talked and realized they both lived in Tulsa, had similar interests (adult intramural sports) and both had a passion for immersing themselves in other cultures (Oktoberfest). Clint couldn't believe there was a person in Tulsa that he hadn't met. While Bri assumed he was trying to recruit her to work for his company (he was), he also got her phone number and said they should get dinner back in Tulsa. They ended up going on a date and quite a few more after that. Thank you to all of the loved ones who have been a part of the story since then!