It all started with an innocent question about where to find the best lobster sandwich. What Robert didn't know was that asking me that would open the door to something much bigger. We got lost in conversations and stories, and at some point, I made him a playful promise: if he did something from one of the stories I'd heard about him, I would bring him to my family's Thanksgiving dinner. He responded by giving me his phone number. That afternoon, it was raining, and I fell asleep. I woke up worried and wrote to him right away to apologize. Our first "official" date was at an Italian restaurant, and something in the air shifted. A few days later, my phone rang. It was Davis, pretending to be him, playing cupid. I ended up joining them and a group of friends at a bar, and that's how it all began — exploring the city together, getting to know his people, him getting to know mine. A story that started with a sandwich and turned into something I never could have imagined.