In the museum.

The reaction was as he expected, flashes of cameras and shouts of their names were heard coming from the lips of desperate press. 

"David, Phoebe look this way."

David turned Phoebe in various directions, smiling proudly as he showed her off to the whole world. He even sneaked in a kiss on her cheek that made a few women squeal in glee.

"That will be a front pager for sure." David whispered to her as he whisked her away.

"Well you made sure of that now didn't you?" Phoebe patted his chest as she responded lazily with a smile,

David caught her hand, looking into her eyes with a smirk on his face, "You are no better, these little love taps you are giving to my chest will be short videos for sure, you look very lovely by the way."

She flipped her hair back as she had seen her grandmother doing in the cafe.

"Of course, don't you know whose daughter I am? My grandma is a former miss Fog, you should know what that means."