So, picture this: I match with someone on eHarmony and, naturally, my expectations are somewhat split between "this could be the love story of a lifetime" and "please don't be a serial killer." Her profile pic showed her at a café, long auburn hair flowing in the breeze like a Pantene commercial that takes itself a bit too seriously. We start chatting, and things are going well—charming banter, shared love of obscure indie films that everyone pretends to like, and the occasional GIF war to keep things interesting. A couple of days later, we decide to meet up at this quirky little bistro in the Village. I walk in, and the place has that typical New York vibe: busy, slightly pretentious, and a little claustrophobic. I’m scanning the room when I see her. And yep, it’s her. The auburn hair doesn’t lie. The strange part? She was wearing the exact same outfit from her profile picture. I mean, I've heard of people sticking to their personal style, but come on. Upon closer inspection, the déjà vu kicks in hard. The background of her profile picture was the very same café where we were now sitting, right down to the crooked “Live, Laugh, Latte” sign on the wall. As soon as she saw me, she laughed and pointed this out. “What are the odds that I’d pick the same café and wear the identical outfit at both events?” she quipped,