Paul, Jeff Johnson, and myself were playing a 7 night a week gig with Irv Williams at the top of the St Paul Hilton (the gig that brought Paul to Mpls). We would go out on breaks and smoke......we took the freight elevator down from the top.
One night we get into the elevator and lo and behold, there is a full bucket of fresh lobster tails sitting in the elevator.  Paul gets the great idea.  "Let's have a lobster sauce party".  Not something that Jeff and I would have thought of.  So Paul picks up the bucket and we're waiting for the elevator to stop (on the main floor).  We question the audacity of Paul's thinking that we can just walk out of the lobby carrying a bucket of lobster that belongs to the restaurant at the top.  Paul says:
"remember the movie 'Little Big Man'?  How the chief walked through a battle without a scratch because he thought he was invisible?"
Yes, since Paul had raved about this movie we had seen it (and he had been right).
"We just need to walk through the lobby as if we are invisible" ie. like we belonged there and what we had with us was not to be questioned.
Well, sure enough, that's exactly what we did.  Paul made sauce with the lobster which we ate for days.
The upshot of this caper was that by process of elimination, they surmised that it was us but Irv somehow convinced avoided our getting canned.
He had known nothing about this but probably knew right away it was us and scolded the hell out of us.