Walking ahead through the room Fang's steps were quiet and as her body was out of sight, things should have gone well easily enough. That was up until she ended up landing her foot onto a small bottle of bodyoil on the floor, causing the cork to shoot off the bottle's top with pressure, the hard plastic cracking the mirror's surface there, it didn't fall apart but the cracking noise came out loud enough to draw attention. Someone opened a door in the main room.<br/><br/>At the same time, Fang was within reach of the case, it might have been possible to grab it and run, but she was still invisible and none of the spilled lotion had landed on her, just the carpet on which the near-full bottle had rested on. The cork was rolling around on the floor before the mirror still, too.