The morning after the opening gala, Ava found herself in the convention's main auditorium, gripping a notebook like it was a life raft. The room was packed with impeccably dressed matchmakers, industry leaders, and tech gurus, all buzzing with anticipation. The first panel of the convention, "Modern Love: Science vs. Intuition", was about to begin.
Ryan slid into the seat next to her, holding two cups of coffee. "Thought you might need this," he said, handing one over.
"You are a lifesaver," Ava said, taking a grateful sip. "What's the over-under on how long it takes for someone to mention algorithms?"
"Five minutes," Ryan said, smirking. "Three if Julian's on stage."
