Cayte was invited to a bonfire by a mutual friend. She showed up ready to party, bottle of tequila in hand, and came to find it wasn't so much a bonfire as it was a citronella candle plunked down on somebody's Grandma's riverfront picnic table. The bonfire was pretty short on guests, too. It was just a few people, but one of them was Andy. Falling in love was effortless.