"Err, Twenty one, five foot eleven, er, the next record's going to be out soon, but I don't know when." Paul answered smiling into the camera, laughing slightly at the end after being told the question that the teen girl had asked for him to answer.
"Alright, the next question is, what do you prefer, mods or rockers?" The reporter asked looking down at his cue cards.
Everyone thought that it was best that the teens weren't in the studio when the boys were answering their questions due to safety purposes and so screaming and comments wouldn't be audible on the tapes.
I was standing off to the side with Brian and the other Beatles watching Paul answer the questions first. Pattie had left earlier, which eased my tenseness slightly, although it was still very much there.
"Um, dunno. I-I like, any of them," he almost started laughing.
He was in a very good mood this afternoon, it was clear. He looked like he just wanted to get out of the chair however, I bet he could almost taste freedom outside, they had all been working so hard today.
"Uh, mockers, I like, I think they're the best." He paused, probably remembering the speech my uncle had given about being serious for once during this interview.
"No, no real preferences." Paul corrected himself making me fight hard to contain my laughter, what the bloody hell was a mocker? He looked over after he was finished answering and smiled a little before turning back.
"Why is it Paul that your always described as the most intelligent one of The Beatles? Are you?" The reporter read beside the camera man curiously, almost sounding like a huge fan himself.
"No I'm not, no. John's written a book y'know, so he must be more intelligent than me." Paul spoke humbly.
"Thanks." From beside me John grinned, making my uncle sigh.
"You got to be intelligent to write books." Paul continued smiling at John's gratitude.
"Is it true you're going to be engaged to Jane Asher?" The reported asked making me nearly choke on my own spit, that was something I hadn't heard about.
"No, it's not true, um, the papers started off by saying I was already engaged, now the papers tell me I'm married, they tell me I'm divorced now so, maybe I am married," He took a sideways glance towards us.
"Sorry, maybe I am married, I dunno." He said even more sarcastically, I grinned and shook my head.
"The papers tell me I am, I don't think I am," He spoke casually.
"I'm not getting engaged, no." He spoke finally.
"Great, thank you Paul." The reporter shook hands with Paul as he rose from his chair.
"Well that's exhausting isn't it?" I looked at John who simply shrugged. I never realized that the stress of being asked questions on the spot could be so overwhelming, Paul made it look so easy.
"We've had lots of practice y'know, it's just annoying." John whispered the last part making me snicker as George went to go sit in the chair next.
I didn't hear what was asked but I heard George's voice, I don't really think I had heard much of it at all when they weren't taping.
"Uh, we play marbles, or marples." He quipped making the group laugh underneath their breath.
"How are you getting on making your first film?" The reporter inquired.
