For those who don’t know, [Sister] and Elliot met at a climbing gym. 

If you’ve never been, it’s not exactly a romantic setting. Everyone is covered in chalk, wearing painfully tight shoes, and repeatedly falling on the floor. Meeting someone there means you skip the polite phase entirely—you see each other at your sweatiest, most stubborn, and most frustrated right out of the gate. And somehow, Elliot looked at that and thought, *“Yeah, that’s the one.”*

Climbing ultimately comes down to one thing: trust. You’re literally putting your rope in the other person's hands. Watching them over the last few years, it makes complete sense why [Sister] picked him. Elliot is steady, patient, and handles her intensity better than anyone I know. 

Elliot, welcome to the family. 

Everyone, please raise a glass to [Sister] and Elliot. Cheers.