Thanks to the machinations of a very open and friendly bartender, Kathy; good friends; and perhaps a few too many pickleback shots, James and Kortney hit it off and exchanged numbers one February night in D.C. Kortney told James to text her, and he did, asking her out on Presidents' Day, of all holidays. Kortney was obviously busy celebrating but agreed to meet at an Irish pub later that week. She didn't want to let this one get away. And here we are, more than three years later, having experienced many wonderful times and supported each other through many difficult times. We've blended our feline families (and our friend groups) and moved into the suburbs. Thank you all for being a part of our story. We can't wait to celebrate with you all in August!