Friends of friends? Naw. Bar scene? So over that. Girl gets a bike flat and guy stops on the trail to fix it while shirtless with 6-pack abs? E wishes, but didn't have the abdominal resources to pull it off. Since we are #BasicMillenials we both were signed up for the dating app Bumble. Lizzie had already broken the hearts of like 100 guys... free meal though am I right?? While E had never used the app before because he never really knew how to talk to girls in a flirtatious way. Talking about the Vikings next opponent just wasn't going to cut it. Well, we both said thumbs up to the other online and decided we'd meet up to see if Lizzie was as beautiful in person and if E could pull off a miracle and win this girl over. Smack Shack in Minneapolis was the place of our first date, mainly because it was three blocks from E's workplace and he felt confident he could be on time knowing this. E texted Lizzie on his way to the restaurant and said to "look for the average looking dude at the bar." Always under promise and try to over deliver. After Lizzie found E and told him "wow you're tall", the conversation really started to pick up. We chatted for 4 hours, with Lizzie averaging 1.25 glasses of wine/hour. Incredible display of stamina. After laughing over everything from favorite Halloween costumes to what do you think aliens do for fun, the night was coming to an end. E really liked Lizzie and was hoping to just maybe get that first kiss. So he walked Lizzie to her car and gave her a big hug. No kiss. We talked a bit longer and another hug seemed in order, this time held a bit longer. No kiss. After continuing to chat for a few more minutes, E went in for the ever rare, highly not recommended triple-hug on the first date, with the last through the window of Lizzie's car. We know what you're thinking. What a guy. What persistence. He won her over! No. No kiss granted. But hey, a kiss occurred on the second date and now we are getting married!