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Watson moved away from the metal door, talking huge strides toward the sign that read "Dressing Rooms". He picked up a clip board sitting on the table next to it and pretended to examine it as the bodyguards opened the door, searched the area and then quickly closed the door.
Phew. Slipped away from them. Now to find Mignon.
Slowly, Watson lifted his view from the clip board and saw the dazzling beauty before him. There she was. Standing in all her glory. Staring at him. He knew he wasn't crazy! Licking his lips slowly, Watson pressed the clip board close to his chest as if it was a shield against Mignon. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath in before advancing toward Mignon in long awkward strides. Right before he reached Mignon, his mouth open to declare his love for her, his foot clipped the side of the drink table, propelling him forward towards Mignon and bringing with him gallons of water.
He landed right in front of his idol. Face first into the ground, soaking wet and embarrassed beyond all hell.
He could even lift his head to look at her. Maybe she'd be like everybody else and ignore him. He could only hope.