We both worked at Buffalo Wild Wings, he as a cook and I as a server. There was a game the staff liked to play while in the kitchen that involed throwing things at eachother - normally something small like a wad of paper, plastic lid, or the occasional french fry. One day, while walking past the kitchen window, I got hit in the face with a lime. I picked it up and threw it back into the kitchen and walked away. Later that day I discovered that it was Triston who had thrown it. He walked up to me and gently handed me the lime and apologized. From there we started talking and it was no time at all before we had moved in together and adopted our first fur baby, Kovu.