Jeff and I met after accidentally being seated at the same hibachi table. The chef asked if anyone was celebrating anything and Jeff confidently said, “Hopefully my future marriage.” Everyone laughed except me because apparently I’m extremely susceptible to confidence and fried rice. By the end of dinner, he had caught a shrimp in his mouth, I had won at the sake challenge, and our entire table was convinced we were already a couple. Honestly, they manifested this relationship before we did. JK — we met online. Thanks, Hinge!!