Paul and Sara met in July of 2019. After seven months of getting to know each other over picnic lunches, dinners out and in Sara's apartment, the occasional indie film or documentary, and various post-punk concerts, they were thrown into sudden cohabitation by the NJ governor's Covid-lock-down curfew. That's when they learned that, despite some disparate personality traits, they were pretty darn compatible. Several vacations, adventures, weekends at Paul's house, and conversations--ranging from awkward to hilarious--later (and five years to the day of their first drinks-date in Chelsea, to be precise), Paul proposed over sushi in Midtown Manhattan before taking her to see Stereophonic. And Sara said yes. So here we are.