I remember the first time I saw Sam. He came to the African Student Association meeting to recruit people to join his team for a business competition on campus. When I saw him, I was like "He's cute. Who is he?" Because I went to CU, I recognized every black face on campus. He was a new face. When he spoke for the first time, I knew that this man had to be Nigerian. "My name is Samuel Adewole." He's Yoruba too! Later in the evening after people made their introductions, I wanted to talk to him and help out with his business. During our conversation, I found out he was from Ondo state. What are the chances that I would meet someone from my families state in Boulder, Colorado?

He kept things business professional during the competition. After he won the competition, I didn't want him to forget about me. One thing I've always known was that the way to a man's heart is through his stomach. I knew that Sam's didn't have that much access to Nigerian food so I decided to make iyan with egusi and efo riro for him and his roommate. I brought my brother along to not make it seem like I was too eager. It was during that conversation that my brother clumsily reviled that I was single.

From there on, we started to get to know each other on a friendly level. It was only after my last show for the year, that we really got to know each other. The rest is history.