Questions, so many questions

Well, I'm trying not to get too excited but as you can see by the time of this post, I'm not really succeeding in getting to sleep.
Until I've heard from cousin Tiffany, and everything is finalised, I'm still not saying that "I've got a ticket". I'm certainly not yet calling off the search elsewhere.
My biggest question is how much it is going to set me back financially. To be able to tell me that I have a ticket so quickly, leads me to believe that it's in a box, or the directors box itself - not a ticket that was on general sale (that are all part of a lottery which hasn't been made yet).
That would mean:
a) there is no cost for me since there is no actual ticket.
b) I might need to wear a suit!!! I'd wear a full ape suit and munch on bananas (which I despise) for ninety minutes if it meant me watching the final live.

Here is a picture of a box at Wembley:




and another:




I don't care where I sit as long as I'm in the ground - but this could be a very special night.