I’d challenge anyone, for any amount of money, to find a couple more in love than the Falcos. After we shot the bit where they sign the contract, I quizzed them about how they met and, amazingly, it sounded like the set-up for any old date: they’d communicated on-line but Kimberly wasn’t so sure about him. Then they sat down together for their first date and it was magic. Now I’m as cynical as the next girl so I’m always looking for chinks in the armor of so-called perfection. But every time I turned around, the two of them would be literally whispering sweet nothings to each other (I’d never known what the expression “whispering sweet nothings to each other” even really meant, to be honest, until I saw them doing it) and making out – when the cameras weren’t even rolling.