"We've spent hours talking about how we wanted to address the situation we find ourselves in, but in the end, my wife and I agreed it would be best to simply be honest and tell you our story." His hand squeezed mine as he looked down at me and gave me a tiny smile before turning his attention back to the flashing lights and rolling cameras. "Gianna and I met in the lobby of the Faston Corporation. She was there applying for a job in the mailroom-although, I didn't know that at the time. When she came off the elevator after having landed the job, she danced for just a moment, thinking no one was watching. In those thirty seconds, my fate was sealed. I loved the idea of a woman who could be so happy she needed to dance to express it-regardless of who might be watching."
The crowd was quiet
