You snuck into Paul’s dressing room because apparently the rules don’t apply to you.

“Now where did I just put that brush…” he murmured to himself, puzzled as his eyes scanned across his desk. His attention then shifted to another set of legs behind him in the mirror. He turned around and his eyes widened. He immediately knew you didn’t belong back here, but he couldn’t just tell you to get out…you were too beautiful for that. “Well I’ve never seen you before…” he said, eying you up and down.