Bella could kick herself for not thinking about the cameras sooner – they were certainly on record for an unfortunately long while. In on itself, not a problem. Sure, they dressed 'odd' by muggle standards, but that is hardly going to break the Statute. What is going to be a problem is the potential of a missing person notice for the muggle, last seen in their company, including... handage? Leggage? Footage. Footage of them. "Watching and storing it on tapes."

But Accio is such a basic spell, they don't need to pause for that right now.

So out is the way to go, and that's all well and good, better with Lucius by her side and the muggle up front, except his hand brushes against her skin, against her Mark, and she jerks her arm back instinctively. It's not the first time the mask slips, but unlike the badly concealed serial killer stare, or the brief moment of genuine fondness when Lucius had kissed her, the unadulterated hatred in her expression isn't in the least dimmed by substance use and/or abuse. She catches herself, but she is almost dizzy with the urge to harm, she could just gauge out his –

"It is odd. I always thought your eye colour was so rare, Lucius."