Our Story: Kristen and I first met at a large galleria. It was a benefit ball for underprivileged orphans, to which I donated quite a bit. I saw her across the room. She was covered in tomato soup, as one of the rich beneficiaries spilled on her waitress clothes. We both smiled at each other from afar. Little did she know my smile was because of the laugh I was holding in, due to, you guessed it, the tomato soup. As the night progressed she was increasingly hostile to my fellow luminaries. Kristen edit: I'm just going to jump in and say that is NOT how we met. I don't know why I gave Will this task anyway. OK here is the real story of how we met. I was sitting at a bar, with a glass of wine and a very thick novel. I had just finished a book earlier in the day, because I read a lot. It was raining outside, and I noticed a fairly handsome gentleman enter the establishment. I then noticed Will follow him in, drenched from the rain. He took the stool next to me, which I thought was a little rude as he was soaked and there were like 12 other empty seats. I don't remember what he ordered that day, but I only remember him reaching across me for the ketchup and knocking over my glass of wine, drenching my novel from chapter 1 to chapter 23 (it was a thick novel I said!). I looked this buffoon in the eyes to scold him for being such an embarrassment, and was taken by how....sad he looked. Will edit: We met online.