As soon as we're in shouting distance, that's what they do.
"Ms.Hansen , can you tell us who you're with today?"
"Ms.Hansen, what are you doing at the zoo?"
"Who's the kid, Hansen?"
"What's your name, sweetie?"
"Back. The fuck. Off." I growl instead of my usual, 'no comment'.
Zack already has the SUV pulled up to the curb, so we don't have to walk far.
I open the back door, helping Mani and Chris inside, as Zack runs to the driver's seat.
"I'm sorry," I apologize to the mani and Chris. "I should've known this would happen and suggested something else, something more private."
"It's okay." Mani shrugs it off, not at all freaking out over the safety issue the paps caused as she straps Chris into his seat.
Once we're all buckled in, which doesn't take long, Zack honks and maneuvers the SUV around the photographers.
We give Chris the animal crackers I bought and a sippy cup with juice to distract him, but all he wants to know is if him looked okay in the pictures the crazy people took of us. He comic relief is enough to almost calm me down, but I still pull out my phone to do damage control with my PR.
As I do, I see a message from my mother asking if we're on for tomorrow.
"I forgot, my parents are ready to meet her," I tell Mani of their plans and when, making sure it's okay with her, before I forget again.
"That works for us."
