Dave and Lizzie found themselves on the good ol' Tinder dating app in the summer of 2018. Dave was living up in Wakefield, NH at the time where the dating scene is not great. Luckily he was working in Portsmouth, NH, so he was in Lizzie's Tinder radius whenever he was there. Once they matched on Tinder, he opened their conversation with a sick Flintstones joke ("What's the difference between Dubai and Abu Dhabi? The people in Dubai don't like the Flintstones, but the people in Abu Dhabi do!"), and invited her for smoothies. Now, Lizzie had recently ended a brief relationship, had just been dropped by not one but TWO jobs (long story), and was having herself a Hot Girl Summer before that was really even a phrase. Thus, the week she met Dave, she also had 5 or 6 other Tinder dates penciled in. She thought Dave's name was Justin the entire ride over that Tuesday evening and was momentarily flummoxed when he sauntered up, thrust out his hand, and said "Hey what's shakin', I'm Dave!". Then, as Lizzie's dad would say, "Bada bing bada boom!" And now they're getting married.