*Waiting to see who is in the booth

The plane lands and everyone gets up to go out. I'm still interested in who is sitting in the cabin, which is why I take my time getting my hand luggage out of the compartment.

Just before it got a little too goofy for me, the door of the cabin opens and I see a blonde woman come out. She is wearing a plain sweater with a tight fitting skirt. Under the skirt I can see a pair of pantyhose and moreover she wears highheels with a small heel.

She is also wearing sunglasses. Why would anyone wear sunglasses on an airplane. Besides, it's not that sunny outside, I wonder a bit and get off the plane before the unknown person.

We go to the baggage carousel. I never found it so pleasant to wait for my luggage. Since there are not many business class passengers, everyone had their luggage after only a few minutes and most of them were out before I even noticed.

When I grab my bag, the unknown person is still there. She must have gotten her suitcase last, I think to myself as she bends down and grabs a suitcase. In the process, her sunglasses fall off and only now do I notice who was on the plane with me.

Scarlett Johansson quickly grabs her sunglasses and looks around. She notices me and gets a little red in the face. That's right, I'm the Female Body Inspector, so maybe I can talk to her that way.

I walk up to her, "Miss Johansson, I didn't think you were on a plane with me." "Oh" she gets even redder. "Yes I'm sorry, I also didn't know that the Female Body Inspector was on my plane" she returns.

"Yes I'm in Hollywood, because I thought I'd start in Hollywood, since with actors and singers a lot depends on how the general public sees you." "That's a good idea," Scarlett replies.

Another idea comes to mind. "Miss Johansson, could you maybe help me find a place to stay here in Hollywood? I don't think it's going to be that easy on my own, even though I'm not exactly getting a small amount of money from State."

"That shouldn't be a problem. You're welcome to sleep at my place for the first few days if... if you test me" Scarlett continues, pushing her chest out a bit so I can see it better.

I just grin and agree. We load our luggage onto the designated carts and head out.

Just before we reach the exit, however, Scarlett turns one into a small path. I follow her and a few meters further, we are stopped by a security guard.

Scarlett shows him her ID and we are both let through after she assures him that I belong to her. "What was that all about?" I ask, puzzled.

"Since there are a lot of familiar faces arriving here in Hollywood, the city thought of creating a separate exit for us. There's a limo service waiting at the end of the hallway to take us to my house."

They really go out of their way here to give celebrities their privacy. I walk a little further behind Scarlett and about a minute later we are standing in front of a door which opens for us.

Behind this door is a kind of waiting room. This waiting room, however, is very luxuriously furnished, with leather sofas, several flatscreens to which headphones are connected, so that we can also hear something of what is being shown, and a kind of reception, to which we are just going.

Just as we arrive, a door behind the reception opens and a lady comes out, waiting for us.

"Good afternoon," Scarlett says and takes off her sunglasses. "Good afternoon Mrs. Johansson" the lady answers and immediately types something into the computer.

"Your limo is already here, you can go right ahead." She then looks to me, and as I have seen more often since becoming the Female Body Inspector, the woman blushes.

Scarlett sees the woman's behavior and immediately says. "He's here with me and he's going to my place" Scarlett says, looking a little miffed at the look. The receptionist looks a little disappointed, types something into the computer for a moment and pulls a form out of a drawer.

"That's not a problem, I've just informed the limo driver." Then she looks back at me. "I'm sorry, but since this is your first time here, you'll have to sign this form."

I'll take the form and read it over for a moment. Confidentiality form for the area... "I have to sign a confidentiality clause?" I ask, puzzled.

"I'm sorry sir, but every new guest who arrives here has to sign these so the location of this place doesn't get out. Many celebrities arrive here, and they want their privacy secured."

I look at Scarlett, who nods at me. So I take a pen from the front desk and sign the form. Then I hand it back to the receptionist, who immediately scans it and staples the original into a file.

"That will be all, thank you for your understanding." Scarlett now moves her car towards the exit which has mirrored glass on the outside so you can't see into the room.

I follow her and we go outside. Outside is a small area where a person is already waiting for us. "Mrs. Johansson with escort" he says and bows to us. Scarlett hands him her cart and we then walk out of the area into an underground parking garage where there are several limousines waiting.

The driver walks us to a limo and stops to put our bags in the trunk. I put my cart to him and go with Scarlett into the limousine.

We talk a little bit until the driver starts and about 20 minutes later he stops again and opens the doors for us.