You fell in love with us on the radio* — you weren’t expecting it, and you couldn’t help it. It was the sound of our voices, the things we said. And suddenly, you knew — you weren’t satisfied with the chick flick discourse your other relationships were providing.
From there, you followed us, over the airwaves and across the country, until we finally, finally covered Nora Ephron’s 1993 more-than-classic Sleepless in Seattle. It was our second foray into the Tom-Hanks-Meg-Ryan-iverse, and you were destined to hold our hands as we went.
*podcasts are sort of like radio, whatever, leave me alone
