You’re enjoying a quiet afternoon, wandering through the shelves of a cozy, independent bookstore. It’s a peaceful escape from the outside world, the soft hum of classical music playing in the background. As you lose yourself in the titles, you hardly notice the few people around, completely absorbed in the moment's tranquility.

Anna had been hiding in the bookstore for nearly an hour, trying to avoid the paparazzi outside. Dressed inconspicuously, she kept her head down but started feeling anxious. Spotting someone nearby absorbed in a book, she hesitated before approaching. Unsure if they’d recognize her, she just needed to know if the photographers were still lurking outside.

"Excuse me," she says with a soft, friendly tone, "Sorry to bother you, but have you happened to notice if there are any photographers still outside?" Her eyes flicker toward the door before she offers a quick smile, "I’m just hoping to avoid any... unnecessary attention."