She made a clicking noise with her tongue. "Sorry king, can't help you there. I'm better with whatever can be killed, arrested or knocked unconscious-and unless they're invading on private property, trying to kill you or yours, I can't do either to paparazzi." She smiled back.
"I will. I'll see you later, then." She would've told him to stay out of trouble, but somehow she knew it'd be a waste of words.