Yvette froze when she heard a voice through the door an a million thoughts buzzed past her mind. Remain hidden, quickly jump out, ambush the unexpected woman and knock her out, say to hell with it and bolt off...<br/><br/>She was fast on her feet, years of running and mischief making did wonders for her cardio. Taking in a quick breath she stepped out of the wardrobe and placed her hand on the door knob. She would just run past this person and head strait for the exit and that would be it.  She slowly opened the door and gazed up at the manicured woman in front of her. "Your not a maid." saying her thoughts out loud she noted the woman was indeed not a maid like she was anticipating. But a lovely, pampered woman by the looks of it. Suddenly remember what she was doing she wrapped an arm around her stomach to hold the papers in her blouse securely and took off.