Daniel's day was starting off just great. It was supposed to be a nice morning with Vala, getting breakfast and maybe go do some window shopping or hit up the winery. All of that was forgotten about when the knock on the door came and a camera crew barged in.
From then on, it was talk about wedding dresses and interviews and then Vala was rushing out the door with the crew. "In the kitchen, Sam," Daniel called, as he started to pick up the mess left behind, glad they all had left.
Well, most of the crew. There was one guy with a camera who had hung back when he heard Sam's voice, and started making suggestions for ratings. Which meant Sam was greeted by the sight of Daniel with his arms crossed, glaring at the moron.
"Look, I don't care what you think would make good television. I have a license to carry the weapon that is in this house, and if you don't shut up and leave, I will shoot you." He smirked when the moron backed up and grabbed his camera before running.
"Hi Sam, how's your day going so far?" he asked as he reached for one of the coffees.