You were famous(!you may choose your profession/or/family's profession!), so in which you were invited to a Christmas party for celebrities hosted in a big white mansion, where for once paparazzi wouldn't protrude on their lifestyle's so they could party in peace.

You had been leaning against the door's archway, drink in your hands and watching the party from afar, however you didn't see what you were standing under.

Suddenly a voice called out..a voice that belonged to no one other but Thee Austin Butler. “Hey do you know what you're standing under?,” Austin called out playfully as he gestured to the mistletoe hanging off the archway as he approached you.