a group of camera men snap photos behind what looks like a tiny floating personit takes a moment to see that kate is standing outside the bookstores front window , a crowd of paparazzi surrounding herit takes another moment to see that shes holding up a blue infant onesy outfit and pressing it against the glassit takes another moment to understand that shes holding baby clothes against the windowand cryingthe paparazzi snap more and more photos behind her but she ignores them and they catch the stupid look on davids face while he figures out whats going onslowly , gradually , as if unaware where his hand is reaching , he pulls the ring he had bought only hours before at the jewelry store down the streethe opens the case , the mystified look frozen on his facesetting it carefully on the table , his eyes never leaving her face , he turns the ring toward hershe cant see the particulars but she can tell its a ringand david takes the ring , stands , walks in a dumbfounded , zombie-type shuffle over to the window , bends to take a knee , and even with the glass between them , he offers her the ringtears pour down her cheeks and she nods her head up and down , her eyes closed and her face covered by a bittersweet smileshe runs around the front and in through the door , past the line , and directly into davids arms , where they embrace passionately , kissing for all the paparazzi to photograph from outside the store .