The difficulty with great crowds and sensational trials is one is often caught up in the, regardless of what one wishes or does not wish to happen. As it is, the fastest way to extricate himself is through leaving the legal house, though in doing so he is pulled with a general throng, until he finds himself waylaid by a handful of reporters.

"Mr. Burr, is what you said about General Montgomery true?"

"What would the general think of you getting married not even five months after his death?"

"Captain, what are your plans now with the general's child?"

"Burr, would you say Montgomery rescued you from the hands of wildmen?"

Burr, who has always been very good at maintaining composure in situations such as these, charms them all with a brilliant (calculated pained) smile, and spins them all stories dripping with patriotism and honor. He thinks Montgomery would be fairly amused, were he still alive.

Burr's real goal, in extricating himself, is to find Washington. While Burr would like to find Hamilton, push him against the nearest wall, and truly show him how sorry he is (and, if possible, receive an assurance that what was said was not all for show,) the state of his future military career is not quite assured.

He spots Washington waiting for Hamilton near the entrance, with Lafayette and Laurens. Not quite the crowd he was hoping, to have a discussion such as this.

"General Washington, sir," Burr says, fighting down redness as he bows. It is impossible to miss the way his eyes shoot to Burr's midsection, the swell only just visible even beneath his buttoned coat. Burr has been lying to him for months.

"I understand I am to congratulate you, on your engagement," Washington says stiffly as Laurens coughs into his hand. "And your...pregnancy..."