You sneak around back and find a row of pommel horses lined up outside the service entrance. You crouch down on your hands and knees next to one of the pommel horses and try to look like a pommel horse. “Hmmmmm,” you say to yourself, because you are concentrating so hard on looking like a pommel horse.
Fifteen minutes later, someone comes along and loads all of the pommel horses, and you (!), onto a push cart and moves you inside. As you ride along, it occurs to you that you could have just walked in through the unguarded service entrance yourself. But never mind that now! You’re in.