To the limousine

I also get up and get my hand luggage out of the compartment. Then I look at Scarlett's cabin and wait for her to finally come out, but this takes a little longer and most passengers have already left.

The cabin opens and Scarlett comes out of it, now fully dressed again. To her clothes she still wears sunglasses and she has her handbag and hand luggage in her hands.

She comes over to me. "Are you ready?" she asks me and I nod. Then we walk off the plane together and to the baggage carousel for business class.

Once there, I notice that waiting for my luggage has never been so pleasant. Since there aren't many business class passengers, everyone had their luggage after only a few minutes and most were out before I even noticed.

"Wow business class really has some advantages" I say to Scarlett as we load our luggage onto the designated carts and we move them to the exit.

"It's about to get even better" she says as she turns down a smaller path just before the exit. We walk a few feet before being stopped by a security guard.

Scarlett shows him her ID and we are both let through after she assures him that I belong with 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 to hear something of what is shown and a kind of reception, to which we just go.

Shortly before 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 replies and immediately types something into the computer.

"Your limousine 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 cart towards the exit which has mirrored glass on the outside so you can't see in.

I follow her and we walk out. 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 garage where several limousines are waiting.

The driver walks with us to a limousine and stops there to put the suitcases in the trunk. I put my car to him and go with Scarlett in 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.