Shopping

"Before we go, I'm going to go put on something else. You can start thinking about evrything you need." Scarlett walks up the stairs to her bedroom.

What do I need? I have no idea what to wear to events like this. Besides, I don't have enough money to buy everything.

I ponder a bit until I hear someone stepping down the stairs. I look at the stairs and see Scarlett coming down in quite plain clothes.

She is wearing a top with a vest, regular jeans, and a pair of sneakers. "How do I look?" she asks, turning. "Pretty plain," I return. "Well, I try not to stand out."

I put on shoes and a jacket and we walk to Scarlett's garage. There are 2 cars in the garage. A normal VW Golf and a nice red Ferrari. "Not bad" I say amazed to Scarlett and go straight to the Ferrari to look at it. "You like it?" she asks with a grin. "Who doesn't? Are we taking this one?" "Sorry, but I think it stands out too much even in Hollywood. We'll take my beloved Golf."

We both get in the car. "So what do you need, besides the suit?" asks Scarlett. "Well, I don't know how to dress for parties like this. I'd rely entirely on your intuition. The only problem is, I don't have any money."

"Don't worry about that, I can pay for it for you. You are, after all, my date for the party." Scarlett smiles, starts the engine and drives off in response.

"Can I ask you something? Where are your husband and daughter anyway? After all, there were only three of us in the house today." "My husband is in Canada right now, which is why he can't come to the party either. My daughter is at a summer camp" she answers and turns the car onto another street.

"Oh ok." The rest of the drive is pretty quiet, with me still thinking about a few things because of my ability.

Why didn't Scarlett catch that I was inspecting Natalie? She should have seen her readings, shouldn't she? How will she be able to keep a low profile when everyone sees her readings, and thus identify her as Scarlett Johansson.

After a few minutes of driving, we arrive at a car park. However, instead of going to the normal driveway, Scarlett turns and drives to a driveway that says "Stuff only" above it.

"Where are you going?" I ask her as she stops at the gate. "You've already seen at the airport that being famous in this town gives you some advantages." She winks at me and inserts a card into a machine, causing the barrier to open. Then Scarlett drives into the car park.

"This looks like a normal car park to me" I say to her as we come to an open area where few other vehicles are parked. "That's what it is. Except the parking spaces are a little bigger and it's hardly ever crowded here."

Scarlett parks in one of the spaces. As we get out, I notice there's still quite a bit of space to either side. "Handy, that way you never have to worry about not being able to get the doors open."

Scarlett grabs her bag and we head for the exit. "What happens if some paparazzi or something ever gets their hands on one of these cards?" "There's security. If the card is reported stolen, or a person is seen through the security cameras who doesn't belong here, or is here unaccompanied, they will intervene."

We walk through a normal door into a fairly tidy corridor. It is large enough for 5 people to easily walk side by side. On either side of the corridor are doors. "Behind the doors are security staff" Scarlett explains to me as we walk past them.

At the end of the corridor is a beautifully crafted door. Scarlett pushes it open and we are standing in the middle of a mall.