No, no, of course not. [ in that small, u done goofed voice. apologies. didn't mean to imply that. my bad and all.

she's writing it down and then stops slowly as he asks his question. she frowns, staring at the paper, and then gently lowers her hands, looking up at him after a moment. ] I don't think they would allow the press to go inside without the family's authorization.

[ there's a question in there, tiny and fragile and easily ignored in case he wants to. shouldn't he be asking this to her parents? ]