You and John were walking out of your penthouse when you were bombarded by a herd of paparazzi.

"Where did you go for the honeymoon?" One reporter asks.

"When are you two adding to the Kennedy family bloodline?" Another asks.

"If you'll indulge me for a moment I would appreciate if you could offer us a bit of privacy, I would appreciate it if you could give her some space while she makes the adjustment of becoming a public figure, good day." He says resting his hand on the small of your back.