I tend to prefer my stories to feel "organic", as it were. Not plot manipulated, not full of convenient plot-driving co-incidences and stuff. But if you're gonna do that stuff, I respect if it's done well. So here we have one of those classic forgotten childhood memories that (for the side that remembers) are a driver of the romance; it's not my favourite schtick and it's overused. But I have to say it was well played here.