The journalist from the New York Times stepped forward with a note in his hand.
"Mr. Nielsen, Mr. Axelsen, may I have some questions about this lighting ceremony you conducted in Scranton?" he asked.
Poul walked forward and nodded. "Anything."
"Okay," the journalist breathed deeply before starting. "So, Mr. Nielsen, this lighting ceremony was a momentous event for the townspeople of the city of Scranton. How are you feeling?"
Poul smiled at the journalist, his eyes shining with excitement. "I feel incredibly proud, to be honest. This lighting ceremony represents a new era of progress and innovation for the people of Scranton, and we're honored to have been a part of it."
The journalist nodded, scribbling down notes as Poul spoke. "And what inspired you to pursue this project?"
Jonathan stepped forward, joining the conversation. "We recognized the need for a more efficient and reliable source of electricity, and we saw the potential for alternating current to revolutionize the way we live and work. It wasn't an easy journey, but we were determined to see it through."
The journalist nodded, taking in their words. "And what do you hope to achieve with this project?"
"Our ultimate goal is to bring electricity to every corner of Avalonia, and eventually, the world. We believe that electricity is the key to unlocking a new age of progress and innovation, and we're excited to be at the forefront of this movement."
The journalist nodded, impressed by Poul's enthusiasm. "And what challenges do you foresee in achieving this goal?"
Poul spoke up, his tone serious. "There will be challenges, no doubt about it. We'll be facing stiff competition in the electric market, where direct current is currently being used as a standard. However, we believe that our alternating current system offers significant advantages over the direct current system. Alternating current is more efficient, easier to distribute over long distances, and can handle larger loads than DC. We're confident that as people begin to see the benefits of AC, they'll be more willing to make the switch."
Jonathan nodded in agreement, adding, "We're also working on developing new technologies that will make AC even more versatile and efficient. We're constantly pushing the boundaries of what's possible, and we're excited to see where this journey takes us."
The journalist listened intently, scribbling down notes as Poul spoke.
"It certainly sounds like you have a lot of exciting things on the horizon. What do you see as the future of electricity?"
Poul took a deep breath, his eyes scanning the crowd.
"We see a future where electricity is accessible to everyone, regardless of where they live or their socio-economic status. We see a future where electricity powers everything from homes and businesses to transportation and communication. We believe that the possibilities are endless, and we're excited to see it come to fruition."
"Thank you, Mr. Nielsen, and Mr. Axelsen for both of your time," the New York Times journalist shook their hands before leaving them.
Moments later, the journalist from the Associated Press stepped forward.
"Uhm, Mr. Nielsen, Mr. Axelsen. There have been papers published about the dangers of the alternating current, what is your take on that?"
Poul glanced at Jonathan, believing he could answer that question.
Jonathan stepped forward once again, his expression was serious.
"Electricity is dangerous, be it direct current or alternating current. However, the risks can be minimized if proper safety measures are taken. Our team is constantly working to ensure the safety of our electrical systems, and we are committed to educating the public on safe electrical practices. We believe that with the right precautions, the benefits of electricity far outweigh the potential risks. As with any new technology, there will always be skeptics and naysayers, but we stand by our system and are confident in its safety and efficiency."
The journalist nodded, scribbling down Jonathan's words. "Thank you for your insight. One final question, what would be the name of your electric company?"
Poul and Jonathan glanced again at one another and exchanged meaningful nods. Then, they turned their heads at the same time to the journalist and intoned the name.
"Axelsen and Nielsen Electric Manufacturing and Distribution Company,"
"Fantastic, thank you for your time, gentlemen. It's been a pleasure speaking with you both," the journalist said before walking away, noting down the name of the company in his notepad.
"Well, I think that was it," Poul said. "Should we head back home now? Caroline, you are staying with us for a week right?"
"Yeah, that would be right," Caroline said.
"In that case, you'd be able to see the building we are constructing," Jonathan said, eager to show her around the new office building that is nearing completion.
And with that, the trio returned to their carriage that will take them back to Pittsburgh. The journey from Scranton to Pittsburgh was long, so one of them fell asleep, specifically Caroline, whose head is now resting on Jonathan's shoulder.
The night was peaceful, and the only sound that they could hear was the gentle clattering of the carriage wheels against the road. Poul looked out of the window, lost in thought as he gazed at the passing scenery.
The stars sparkled in the sky, their brightness illuminating the darkness of the night. Jonathan looked down at Caroline, a small smile playing on his lips as he watched her sleep peacefully.
He adjusted himself so that he can stroke her hair gently, feeling a sense of contentment wash over him. After that, he tried wrapping his arm around her shoulder, pulling her closer to him. Caroline stirred slightly in her sleep, snuggling even closer to him. Jonathan felt a warmth spread through his chest.
The journey felt much shorter than it actually was, and before they knew it, they had arrived back in Pittsburgh.
Jonathan had to carry Caroline out as she was already in her deep sleep. Poul opened the door and in the living room, he saw Amelia, who fell asleep on a couch. She must have been waiting for their arrival.
Poul sighed and lifted her up like a princess, carrying her to her bedroom. Meanwhile, Jonathan gently laid Caroline on the bed next to Amelia and covered her with a blanket.
The industrialist duo stepped back and gaze at the two sleeping beauties for a moment.
"We should return to sleep as well," Jonathan said. "We have a long day ahead of us."
"True," Poul smiled as he nodded.
