Picture it: Hollywood, Halloween night—October 30th, 2021. A chicken crossed the road (yes, really) and waited in line to get into a party at the W Hotel. About two minutes later, his friend—a retired Ninja Turtle—shouted, “Hey, it’s Miss Argentina!” as a stunning, blue-painted beauty stepped out of a Lyft. It was Liz, dressed head to toe in blue body paint and a red wig. That one moment sparked something magical. Liz and her friends joined the Chicken (Taylor) and his crew in line, and from the second Liz and Taylor started talking, they didn’t stop. Good thing, too—the line took over an hour. Eventually, they gave up on the party and merged groups to head to Avalon, home of the worst house music in L.A. Neither of them was looking for something romantic that night. They both thought, “Cool, I just made a new friend.” But once inside the club, something shifted. While waiting at the bar, Liz caught a chill and spotted a fairy dancing with the Chicken on the dance floor. That’s when she gathered her “backup bitches,” marched over, tapped him on the shoulder, and said, “I think I owe you a drink. Come with me.” From that moment on, something clicked. As the night wound down and their friends wanted to go home, Liz and Taylor weren’t ready for the evening to end. So, like any true Angelenos at 2 a.m., they headed to Denny’s for patty melts and pancakes. It was there, over syrup and side jokes, that Taylor learned Liz was a comedian. His heart skipped a beat. A lifelong comedy fan who adored funny women, he mentioned his favorite SNL character—Linda Richman. Liz smiled, pulled out her phone, and showed him a video of her dressed as Linda, performing on stage. That was the moment he knew. For Liz, it was equally surreal. Taylor was the first man who truly saw the beauty behind the characters. Covered in paint and wigs, he had no idea what she actually looked like—but he wanted to see her again anyway. He walked her to her door. They shared their first peck. And something shifted forever. Now, four years later, we can finally answer the age-old question: Why did the chicken cross the road? To get to Liz, of course.