Katie moved from California to Tampa, clearly manifesting better life choices and getting back to the East Coast (enter Jeff). Jeff, at the time, was a critically acclaimed box salesman — and yes, that’s apparently a thing. On her first attempt, Katie shot her shot, but Jeff turned her down (something about having a girlfriend, minor details). Still, Jeff kept showing up… not empty-handed, but to “check on the boxes.” Katie had never interacted with a box salesman this much, which was either destiny or a very aggressive sales strategy. Round two: Katie invited Jeff on a “group business outing” to go kayaking. Except — plot twist — there were no kayaks. Just one questionable canoe and two adults pretending they knew what they were doing. Katie, being a seasoned paddler, didn’t want to throw off Jeff’s rhythm… so she “didn’t paddle.” Jeff claims she never touched an oar. Katie insists she maybe paddled once. The truth? Somewhere between a soft no and a technicality. Fast forward a few years: the canoe didn’t sink, the sales pitches faded, and Jeff’s hairline retired early. (Good news — the bald look is now critically acclaimed too.) The rest is history — or at least a future filled with laughter, sarcasm, and Katie always reminding Jeff that she definitely paddled.