The paparazzi, including one pint-sized, curfew-challenged photog, caught the loquacious exercise guru outside his studio in Los Angeles over the weekend, where Simmons invited the paps inside for a little holiday refreshments.
Simmons seemed especially fond of the wee paparazzo, inquiring how old "she" is. Poor Austin was so horrified, he ran out of the shop. Eventually, someone set him straight. Or at least tried.