"Yeah, they're the ones," Bella said, her voice expressing how unimpressed she was with the whole situation. "You're lucky they only want your photograph. I get all kinds of requests. It's weird." She sighed, using her legs to push the chair from side to side on it's swivel mechanism. "And that's from the ones who like me. I get so much abuse too, from people who have never even met be before." She frowned slightly, looking down at the desk. It wasn't nice, but over the time she had been here, she'd learned to just block it out. If it got too bad, she just called one of the Oompa Loompas to take over at the desk until the situation passed. That had only happened a couple of time, but neither had been pleasent. It was then that she was so grateful she had Jacob and George to help her out with life.