You fall in step behnd them as they pass your concealment. They
all seem too busy to notice that their party just got a little bigger.
They knock on the door and a beefy security guard answers the door.
He sees the press passes on the reporters in front and motions for you
to go through.

Speechless at your good luck you shuffle after them. Things go really well
until the last woman turns to pull the door shut behind him. She sees you
in the door frame.

"Who are you?"

Before you can answer, one of her friends gets the beefy guys's attention