On this day of community, sharing, togetherness, and—lest we forget!—true love, all unfolding and blossoming with the weight of springtime happiness, we find it our duty to provide you, our dear and prodigiously involved Readers, with a semi-Blind Item.

Which would-be New York architecture and media power couple on-the-hoof recently found themselves in a compromising elevator scenario? The pair, both snarky scribes, were reportedly dumbstruck by the only other company in the cab: none other than Peter Eisenman and his do-my-bidding wife, Cynthia Davidson, just home from Citarella. One had just filed his latest Eisenman dis, while the other is still reeling from Peter's pellucid "pedagogy." Awkward.

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