Daniel nodded in agreement, and then said nothing more afterwards, looking around the scenery, how much he would have captured had Anabeth not insisted on driving, or even coming with him. She made him feel as though he was being watched. He dismissed the thoughts from his mind, as they pulled up to the rehabilitation center. As he made his way up to the front desk, he noticed how she walked with such urgency, as though everything in life was a big rush. In Daniel's mind, life was to be taken slowly, otherwise you missed out on so much, but he knew he'd have to keep her happy, so rushed along beside her. They didn't even need to sign in it seemed as she just showed a badge or something, Daniel hadn't quite seen, and continued walking. Daniel inhaled deeply and sighed as they waited outside number 207, and, Anabeth knocked on the door, once again with what seemed a lot of urgency. Daniel had been on cases like this before and sometimes, they just couldn't get the picture they wanted.<br/><br/>However, today didn't seem to be one of those days, as the door opened, Daniel smiled at the movie star, and introduced himself. "Hi, I'm Daniel O'Callaghan, freelance photographer, I'm here with the city Newspaper, do you mind if I take a couple of pictures?" He asked, as politely as he could. He could see the star took in a lot of consideration and then grunted and beckoned him in. Daniel thanked him and followed him into the room. It had a clinical smell about it, and it was all white. Daniel asked how the star wanted to be presented, and he didn't reply just shrugged. Daniel set up some what of a scene, with the wooden chair that was in the room, against the window. He asked the star to sit on it, and look as though he was looking out of the window. The star agreed, and he knelt in front of him and took a couple of snaps. Once he was happy with his shot, he stood up. "Thank you for your time" he replied, and then left the room.