The year was 2017. Montreal was in the grip of rainy November, Cat and Elliott met at a (now closed) coffee shop near Concordia University. A few tea pots and cupcakes and 4 hours later, Cat failed her Latin quiz since she did not study, but instead spent the afternoon laughing on a date with a charming lad with a posh accent. 5 years and dozens of Atlanta-Montreal flights later, Elliott went down on one knee on the beach in Barcelona to promise the future.