Anna smiles and squeezes him back, leaning some in the tender caress to her cheeks, smiling.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">- Good night Arkain...</span>she answers with a warm loving smile, much to the happyness of Tamara.<br/><br/>The young tigress tell goodnight to her Dad, then she looks at Sar. She was about to tell him something when the limo driver comes up. She kisses him back, purring deeply, and smiles, blushing slightly as he whispers on her ear and tell her he'll see her tomorow. She nods and accompany him to his limo, waving him goodbye as the limo departs. The tigress comes back home with an amorous sigh, and she goes straight to her room, while the crew goes back to it's duties. It isn't long before she's asleep, smiling and dreaming of what the future may hold for her, with Sar, and also for Arkain and Anna.<br/><br/>Unfortunately for them all, it seems like things will need a bit of time to settle down. Sensing the big news, a lot of journalists are kinda guarding Arkain's home, and watching clsoely every movements of any of them, Arkain, Anna, Tamara, Sar and his mother. They even goes as far as to harass some members of the crew, and go to Arkain's workplace. The security at his company quickly dispatch the crowd of journalists, but it's nearly impossible to dispose of those guarding the entry of his house. Which soon drives Tam nuts as they follow her as soon as she leaves the house, and everywhere she goes, forcing her to stay inside most of the time, or to try and sneak her way out, which isn't much use as she's quite quickly recognized in the streets. About two weeks later, she coems to her dad's, obviously tired and pissed off to no end.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">- Dad... This whole situation is getting crazy! Boris just told me he found a photographer hiding in a bush in the garden. He probably jumped over the wall...</span>she says, flopping down on the couch.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">- I can't put a footpaw outside without being followed by an army of journalists... Grrr... This is driving me insane... Dad, I need to get out, out of town, away from the journalists and photographers, until things settle down. Might be a good time for that ski trip with Sar, what do you think? We could have someone from the staff order the tickets for us, so it wouldn't raise suspiscion, then we'd find a way to trick the journalists into thinking I am still here while we go away.</span><br/><br/>She seems to have given it some thoughts already, and have some plans to trick them and get away for some time. Though, the fact she mentionned Tam might arose some suspicion from her father. After all, the ski trip will not be just a week-end, and this can look like quite a lover's holidays.