I looked away.
There was a knock at the door.
“It’s Lena.”
Daniel opened it.
Our coordinator stood outside with a clipboard.
She looked exhausted.
“The smoke has cleared, and the venue manager has confirmed we can resume the reception,” she said. “There’s no ongoing hazard in the ballroom.”
“Thank you,” Daniel replied.
Lena glanced toward me.
“Are you okay?”
I nodded.
“Embarrassed, but okay.”
Her expression softened.
“None of this was authorized by you. I want you to know we documented the incident.”
I looked up.
“How did they get the smoke inside?”
“They didn’t use the company that contacted me. Tyler brought a portable smoke device onto the terrace through the guest entrance. He activated it outside the ballroom doors.”
I stared at her.
“After you specifically refused permission?”
“Yes.”
She hesitated.
“The venue manager is speaking with him. There may be cleaning and additional service costs, depending on the final assessment.”
I closed my eyes.
“Please don’t charge anything related to that to our wedding account without speaking to us first.”
“Of course.”
Daniel stepped forward.
“We’ll need a written record of what happened and any actual charges. Tyler and the people who arranged it should be responsible.”
Lena nodded.
“I’ll make sure the manager knows.”
Then she looked at me.
