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Chapter 1: What is a meet cute and why are they special?
A listener production. This is Happy Hour with Lucy and Nikki. And if you're easily offended, then this might not be for you.
Oh, I would not... I would not be able to kiss someone on a plane on a first meeting. Oh, and I'd be like, oh, my God, do I have shoddy breasts? I would just be so, like, this is... What about, there's a third person there. Seats are always in threes.
I know, and you know, like, you and I always talk on planes, and, like, we'll talk to each other, but, like, sometimes you've got to face the seat in front of you with your hands on your tray. Do you know what I mean? Yeah. It's awkward. It would be so awkward. Cheers, babes. Welcome to Happy Hour with Lucy and Nikki, the real life shit you only discuss over a drink.
But before we start, a little disclaimer.
So today we are here for Meet Cutes. Yeah. Which means we are going to be telling the tales of how you very romantically met your lover.
Organically, usually. So these are like out of the ordinary. Like maybe you've met in a random spot. Maybe it's like you've known them for years but never crossed paths kind of vibe, you know? The first story, guys, is so good. It's so good. It's so good. And requires an update. actually.
Yeah, I know. If you are the girl that wrote in the first story, please, we need updates. Guys, and don't forget, if you want more Happy Hour, we release a episode on our close friends every Wednesday. So that means you can get an episode of Happy Hour on Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday if you're in our close friends.
Wow. That is actually a lot of episodes, isn't it? It's a lot. No, Close Friends is great. We do a few episodes and their assumptions about us and questions that come through for you guys are actually wild.
So wild. So yeah, come and join us on our Close Friends and we will see you there. Anyway, let's get straight into it.
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Chapter 2: How do Lucy and Nikki react to listener stories?
That's just a long story.
We've got to encourage these beautiful punters to write in their long stories in your book. Grace, is it well written? Okay, good. Okay, then I'm settled in.
Oh, well, happy to have you, Adele. Sorry for this beautiful punter that's slaved over this piece.
I can't even read that much, to be honest.
This is, I'm assuming why our producer gave it to me. Yeah, that would make sense. Love at 37,000 feet. Lock in chicks, you're about to hear a crazy story about how I met a gorgeous man in an insanely organic meet cute romance novel sort of way. I'm still pinching myself.
Oh my God, cute.
Bit of background on my situation and how I ended up on the same flight as him. Let's call him David. I live in Perth and I broke up with my ex at the beginning of December, which prompted a trip back home to Zambia, yes, in Africa, for the Christmas break. It wasn't a healthy relationship at all and I felt like I needed some time away with family to re-evaluate my life.
On my return journey to Perth, I had a layover in Johannesburg and when I got to the boarding gate, I sat down and locked eyes with a strikingly handsome man, David. Think tall, messy brown hair, striking green eyes. He seemed a bit familiar and I realised it's probably because he resembled a younger Bradley Cooper. Insane. Okay. Oh, dickhead diva.
We queued up to board the flight and with all the commotion of everyone getting up, it was a full flight. I didn't realise he was actually standing right in front of me. He turned around and smiled, a warm and genuine smile, and we struck up an easy conversation. He was from Melbourne and was connecting through via Perth.
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Chapter 3: What makes a great meet cute story?
You can play with other passengers, but after starting a game of trivia and failing miserably to answer the first question, I thought better not to embarrass myself. Lol. I also only had nine hours to hatch a plan and the idea of potentially waiting four hours for him to miraculously decide to play trivia, I didn't like the odds.
So I decided in classic rom-com fashion that I would ask the air crew to deliver a note to his seat. Oh my gosh, this girl has such BDE. She goes ballsy. Not just any note, I was going to write a really shit poem. For context, in our conversation, he'd mentioned that he dabbles in writing poetry, but noted that it's really shit poetry. And I said, well, shit poetry is best.
It's a perfect blend of funny and sincere most of the time or just very cringe. I think what I crafted was all of that, but I remain unshamed. So I wrote out a poem titled A Shit Poem About Planes. Oh my God, I'd fall in love with her too. She's so cute.
It took me over an hour and after two glasses of Chardonnay and rereading it hundreds of times, I tore the page out of my journal, folded it into a perfect little paper plane. I drowned the rest of my wine for liquid courage and approached the air crew. The crew member I spoke to, we'll call him Michael, thought this was brilliant and so exciting.
Oh, I can only imagine the hosties would be like, babe. How great was that hostie on the plane the other day?
Oh, my God.
I felt like I was at a theatre production.
No, we sung happy birthday and he was like, happy birthday to you.
A quick shout out to Robert on the plane. Robert is 90 today. Oh, my God, he's saying happy birthday. I was like, okay, diva. He changed key in happy birthday. That's right.
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Chapter 4: How did a chance encounter lead to a romantic connection?
But damn, I really should have just done it. So the kiss she means. There was a moment where he asked me about my rings and gently ran his fingertips over my hands. Very romantic, but so respectful. The air, it was electric. That's a good tip. We were interrupted a couple of hours later by the aircrew saying that the lady I had swapped seats with wanted her seat back. Excuse yourself.
A little love bubble popped and my heart sank. David tried to negotiate, but it was to no avail. I told him it's all right and I went back to my original seat. He followed a few moments later and crouched down next to me in the aisle. He handed me his phone and asked for my number.
He said,
He was leaning in and I knew what he was suggesting, but there was a few passengers around us waking up and it just didn't feel private enough. Again, damn, I should have just kissed him. Anyway, I saved my contact as Chloe the ship poet and he laughed again and he said, I'll call you and went back to his seat. We landed in Perth. I got off the plane before him.
I waited near the duty free for a while, but it seemed like everyone was off our plane. I just thought, I don't know, I must have missed him. Another big flight had landed as well, so I just thought it was a good idea to get through immigration and customs before the crowds did. When I got to the baggage collection, I was scanning the room and caught a glimpse of him leaving.
I'd missed the chance to say goodbye, which I felt really guilty about. My heart was in the ground. I thought maybe he had avoided me. Did I overshare? Did I talk too much? I reasoned that maybe he just hadn't seen me and was rushing because he had a really short layover in Perth. So fair enough. I couldn't stop thinking about it.
The next 24 hours were excruciatingly painful thinking about when I get the chance to talk to him. What if he never texts or calls me? I couldn't sleep. I couldn't eat. The love bug bit me hard. I didn't have any means of contacting him and I'd forgotten his last name so I couldn't even look him up. The day after I got back, I kept myself busy and went on a long walk on which my phone died.
Two hours later, I switched it on to find a text from him. Ah! Imagine the excitement. Oh, my God. I was sitting in a car wash and nearly drove straight through the barrier. Long story short, I now have a flight booked to Melbourne next month. My savings didn't like this, but I reckon it'll pay off. Moral of the story is put yourself out there. I don't believe in coincidences.
but I also believe it's still possible to meet people organically. Romance exists, especially when you're not looking for it. Wish me luck, chicks. Oh my God, I have got goosebumps galore.
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Chapter 5: What unexpected moments can lead to love?
I was like, oh, can I get in? Like, I don't have a thing. And he was like, I can't let you in, love. And he's like, try your luck. And I went up and they were like, no, sorry, you have to go to the other lounge and you pay for it. There's like a free lounge as in like no one, not like an airport lounge. And I was like, oh, okay. And I go there to the lounge. I'm about to pay.
Thanks for explaining what a lounge is. Yeah, sorry. And I'm about to pay and they're like, but our showers are broken. And I was like, you're kidding. I was like, I literally just want to have a shower. Like I'm about to do a long haul. All I want to do is shower. And I was on my own. And so, and I think I was at the magical number of two shardies deep. Oh, yeah. Babe, anything can happen.
And I went back and I was like, and the security guard was like, you're back. And I was like, the showers are broken.
And he's like, oh, good luck. I could already, even that way, he said, the showers are broken. I'm like, you were trying to charm the security guard. Absolutely. I know.
So I'm like, going up the escalator to the lounge. And I get there and I was like... what am I going to do here? Just that magical number of drunk. And then I know you can let a plus one in. And there was this man lining up on his own. I was like, excuse me. And he's like, hey. I was like, I'm so sorry. This is really random, but I don't have a lounge pass. I usually do. It's just expired.
I think it's funny. And I'm about to do a long haul. I'm just trying to have a shower. If you're not traveling with anyone, do you mind if I come and join you in the lounge pass? And he was like, yeah, absolutely, no dramas at all. And he goes to the chick that I had already lined up to see that had rejected me and I was like, hello.
And he scanned me in and I walked in and the security guard, which is my version of Michael in this story. Would have been cheery. He comes up to me and he goes, oh, and with the package of towels and the toothbrush for the shower and he goes, oh, I don't know how you did that. Oh, that's so good.
And I went for a shower. Oh, it was great.
Babe, honestly. I know. And I was like, thank you so much. And I literally just boosted for a shower. And then I was like having a wine and I saw him and I was like, do I go and sit with him and have a drink? And I was like, I can't be fucked.
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Chapter 6: How do past experiences shape our romantic lives?
Now, fast forward to now, we're still going strong and I get to watch this beautiful little girl grow up. And one day I'll get to tell her that I met her uncle because her mom basically set us up mid-birth era. Student midwives are where it's at, ladies. Oh, that's amazing. That is so special.
Wow. I loved my shoot at Midwife too, can I just say? You did. I did. Yeah. Fuck yeah. That's beautiful. There's something wholesome about a midwife too. You're like, I'll be with my brother.
Isn't that such a compliment when people are like, oh my God, I would love to set you up with my brother.
Do I always think about you? What? That brother of those two girls that we really like and they were like, you should date our brother.
Yeah.
I've always remembered that. He's gorge. He is really gorge, isn't he? I love those girls too. Yeah.
Anyway, food for thought.
Food for thought. That plane story, Jesus Christ.
So great.
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Chapter 7: What are the signs of a strong connection during a meet cute?
Just the classic trying to impress each other, no filter kind of talk. I was awkwardly laughing, staring at the road, trying to survive the drive and get them home. Then he snapped, not in a drunk, messy way, but in a clear, sharp, this is not okay way. He turned on them and went off, said they're disgusting and what the hell are you doing? Saying, how do you think she feels right now?
She's the only girl in a car full of you lot. Have some respect. The car went dead silent and I just sat there completely off guard. No one had ever done that for me before, especially not in front of their mates. And in that moment, I remember thinking how unexpectedly sweet and rare that was. From there, he fully had my attention.
A couple of weeks went by and we were hanging out three or four times a week, beach walks, car chats, way too many OG house parties till 4am just talking and flirting. There were a lot of DMs, a lot of chemistry and even drunkenly told me he was in love with me. To be 19 again.
I was basically just waiting for him to kiss me at that point, absolutely stinging for it while he gave off very nervous, almost frigid vibes. I even stayed over one night after a party and we just cuddled. Nothing happened. So I eventually said, fuck it, and I made the first move the next morning and kissed him. A few days later, he admitted he was always just too nervous to kiss me himself.
Not long after that, we started dating. And seven years on, we're absolutely thriving.
Cheers, babes. Oh. Less. Kiss him. Oh, my gosh.
That's really nice. That's so sweet.
That's such a 19-year-old love story, isn't it?
I know, but they're still together 17 years later. Yelling at the drunken mate. Seven years later. Yeah, shut up, you losers.
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Chapter 8: How can you make the first move in a romantic situation?
The crowd, this is... I... This is reminding me of that movie where she eats the kiwi fruit and she's allergic and then she gets up and sings it and she has an allergic reaction.
Get hard. No.
Yeah, it's like that Christmas movie.
Yeah.
The crowd helps me up and I'm literally crying and laughing at myself because what the actual fuck. I get up on stage, send it, sing Sex is on Fire. Everyone's loving it. I'm loving it. I'm such a main character. Anyway, oh, thank God I can't sing because that would be me.
Oh, you'd be there all day every day.
Yeah, no, no, no. I think that was God actually doing a favour for me. Sex is on fire. Thank you, Jesus, for not giving me a good voice because honestly, you guys are fucking hating.
You could be on Broadway though.
Literally. Anyway, safe to say this man was obsessed with me. I give him my number, head home to my mum's house because I missed the bus with the girls and I walked inside and tell her, I just met my future husband today. Show her and show her the photos we got at the races. She just rolls her eyes. Chick, relax. Your last relationship was a train wreck. Sick of my shit for real.
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