Like many great modern romances, ours began in the hallowed halls of… Tinder. Sarah swiped right on Cian, whose profile picture featured him mid–acro-yoga while wearing metal armor legs. For a diehard Ren Faire and fantasy nerd, it was basically destiny waving a banner. From the very first messages, conversation flowed easily—we discovered more than just a shared past employer, and quickly set up our first date at the St. Louis Art Museum. It was January 2021, COVID still lingered, and masks were the accessory of the season. The museum was the perfect choice: warm, safe, and full of wonders to explore. We wandered the galleries, trading stories, sharing laughs, and bonding over unexpected details—like our joint excitement at spotting the barely visible toes in a mummy exhibit. That was the moment Sarah knew she had met someone truly special. And in turn, Cian knew Sarah was rare when she boldly asked him out for the second date. And so, a swipe, a museum, and a pair of ancient toes sparked the beginning of a love story that feels both timeless and wonderfully ours.