It was the summer of 2020, and we’d both secured jobs as call center representatives for a short-term rental company. When my love for coffee came up during a team meeting (via Zoom, of course), Matt very respectfully and very platonically slid into my Slack DMs. Messaging each other about coffee eventually turned into an in-person coffee date-that-wasn’t-a-date, during which we wound up talking (and talking, and talking…) for six hours. After spending a suspicious amount of time together, we made it official one night over homemade spinach artichoke dip - but not before setting off the fire alarm and a bottle of red wine exploding in my face. Four years later, we’re bigger coffee snobs than ever (and Matt eventually got me a wine bottle opener).