These days, we’re so glued to our iPhones and Androids that we can’t be bothered to exist without consulting our LED screens first, even when it comes to finding a potential new boo. Enter the slew of apps designed to score us a date without ever having to, you know, make a face-to-face effort, or put on pants.

First, there came Tinder, which allows you to connect your Facebook in order to find suitable bachelors or bachelorettes within your area, and if you like the way someone’s face looks, you simply swipe to the right to approve them. If they like your face, too, it’s a match! You’re in love. (JK.)

Now comes Hinge, the latest in new-age dating technology out of D.C., which takes the “close-proximity” criteria of Tinder to the next level. By signing into Facebook, Hinge finds your friends who also use the app, and subsequently, their friends who also use the app.

Pay attention: this will be the pool you’re swimming in.

Hinge will choose from the friends of your Facebook friends and send you potential matches, with their photo, age, the mutual Facebook friend and job/education. If you like them, you tap the check mark, and if you don’t, you move on with the X (aka: the ew, no). You’ll both be notified via email if you’ve been matched up.

Unlike Tinder’s endless scrolling through potential suitors, and inevitable repeats, Hinge only sends you a certain number a day, depending on how many of your Facebook friends use the app. (Logical next step: invite your own Facebook friends to join the app, especially the ones with hot friends, and get more matches as well as the app more users. Brilliant.) Once you’ve flipped through your lineup for the day, wait patiently check your email obsessively to see if anyone else matches up with you. From there…I’m not sure what you do. Start sexy emailing back and forth? Idk. The app will also keep track of your ‘stats’ — your matches, favorites, and status ranking, which increase as you gain more Facebook friends on the app.

One of Hinge’s founders, Justin McLeod, weighed in on why the app decided to hit up Boston:

We’re thrilled to launch Hinge in Boston. There’s no city that has more social connections to our current user base, so it’s the obvious place for us to expand our friend-of-friend matchmaking service. No longer will the good people of Boston be forced to date random strangers they meet in bars or on those old-fashioned dating sites.

So with Hinge, there’s the “no randoms” perk that Tinder doesn’t have—but here, “not random” means one person you know on Facebook friended this person at one point in their lives. When? Who knows. There’s also the risk of coming across someone not random, but whom you know too well. Exes, friend’s exes, exes’ exes. Eek!

Regardless of all that logistical stuff, Hinge is still a fun way to spice up your bored commute home on your phone. There’s nothing like the thrill of getting that email telling you you’ve got a match, amirite? At least no one can see you doing an embarrassing victory dance (or grimacing in horror) through the computer screen.

Hinge also has a “Just Looking” Intentions setting, for those who need time to warm up to the “Get Matched” setting, or for those who are on the brink of getting bored with their current relationship. Just Looking will still allow you to look through your possible matches for the day, but you won’t be notified if you get any matches. You can also adjust the location radius, and minimum and maximum age to refine your new suitors.

Now—ready to take all of this digital excitement into a real social setting? Sure you are. Hinge’s Boston Launch Party, an “Electroformal” shindig going down at Good Life, is tomorrow night at 9 p.m. All you have to do is RSVP ahead of time, throw on your best neon/formal/neon-formal attire, and find your match. If you do, you’ll get free drinks all night. (Hint: download Hinge ahead of time, and admission to the event is free. Don’t download it, and it will cost you $10.)

Yes, the dating world is a crazy one, but the worst Hinge can do is provide you with some crazy stories. So pull out your phone and tap into the future of your love life. Don’t even put on pants first.