Our now legendary Best Man, Thomas, threw a pre-party hangout before a rave in Cambridge—and let’s be honest, the man had a plan. He strategically invited both Mark and Alicia, clearly playing matchmaker with a wink and a nudge. The rave itself? A total disaster. Picture middle school dance energy meets haunted basement vibes—sticky floors, weird lighting, and a DJ who thought “spooky” meant “awkward silence between tracks.” But somehow, the night was still electric, because that’s when the spark happened. The next morning, Mark slid into Alicia’s DMs like a gentleman with a ramen agenda—checking in after the chaos and casually flexing about his Little Big Diner feast with Thomas. From there, the messages flew fast: food obsessions, gym routines, photography dreams… it was like they’d found their favorite person to talk to, and couldn’t stop. Within a week, Mark asked Alicia out. But first, they both texted Thomas—because matchmaking etiquette, right? His response? “Why are you both asking me? YES! Obviously, go on a date!” And just like that, the rave may have flopped, but the love story? Instant classic.