Lucia felt immense relief that he seemed to 'get' her.  She was glad that he agreed with the plan.  She was wiling to try.  It wasn't going to be easy. "Mom used to say the same thing.  Lucia Guinevere, you get more and more like your father every day." 

 She turned her attention to the door as the woman came to tell him about his press conference.  She was certainly glad those were his job not hers.   She felt herself pale as he mentioned the press finding out about her.  That would be her absolute nightmare.  She was cool with having a father, but to have to try to figure out her new reality while dogged by reporters might be too much.  

"No, I get it and believe me, being in the public eye is the last thing either of us wants for me."  She said in complete agreement.  She was able to be sweet and charming and quite a lovely person, but she might also end up as film at 11.  It really was a coin flip.  

She laughed as the guys vied to be the one chosen.  She stood up and walked over to them and looked at each one in turn.  She was generally a playful person so she decided to play.  "Elias... honey, I'm sorry you just look so young. My schedule is crazy, and I can't be an effective person at midnight if I am worrying about keeping you out past your bed time."   She knelt down and held her hand out to Buster, but didn't touch him because she knew better than to touch a working dog.  "And you boy are adorable, but I work in food service... that's a no no for puppies."   

She stood and moved next to Serge giving him a grin.  "And you, my dear at least sort laundry... your folding skills may yet be tested, but for now I'll take it"  she said with a laugh before walking back to Erik and wrapping him in a hug.  "Go do your press conference, I'll take Serge home with me, feed him some three day old pizza and see if he can handle my schedule for a day or two."  She said before stage whispering "Twenty bucks says he taps out after day two with no sleep.  That good looking probably means he needs a full eight hours."  She of course was teasing.  She fully meant for Serge to hear her.  

She moved away to gather her stuff and waited for Serge to be ready.  As Erik was being escorted to his press conference she cleared her throat.  "Hey... Dad."  She said and waited for him to turn around.  "Knock em dead."  

She turned to Serge and waited for him to escort her out.  She was ready to be gone.  She was happy, but sad, and even a little angry, but she couldn't show it, at least not yet. She wasn't thrilled about the whole Bodyguard thing, but she understood the logic behind it.  She would accept it as the gesture of a kind concerned father that it was.  


"Serge, I do appreciate your willingness to spend the next few days with me.  All joking aside, I do appreciate everything you have done today."