So where did you meet?

Uhh...we hate this part. Technically, we "met" in a Whole Foods and on a couch on the Upper East Side, somehow magically at the same time. (The biggest thing we have in common? Our abilities to defy time constructs.) Nope — we met online. 

Our first date was at The Blind Tiger in the West Village. Mallory – whose comedic schtick at the time was how many bad dates she had been on — swore she would delete her profile once and for all if this date sucked. She deleted her profile, but for the opposite reason. 

We've connected over our love of music, the arts, theater, and more. We're not going to bore you with the fine details of our sappy romantic timeline, except for this one — Sam proposed on a boat. Mallory hyperventilated, and Sam thought she needed an inhaler. It was romantic.

So! There you have it! Proof that the Internet isn't just a sea of miscreants and trolls.