You drove today, so you say, "I'll check if the coast is clear. Wait for my signal."
Feeling like James Bond, sneaking a nearly-naked girl-spy out of the enemy headquarters, you crack the door and scan the hall. No one is there at the moment. You wave Clarice over. You both step out and head for the elevator. Clarice hangs on your arm.
You make it to the elevator without incident and push the call button. A Hispanic janitor walks by, pushing a garbage can, and he ogles Clarice as he passes. He bumps into a cube wall and shakes his head to clear it. Clarice stands to the side of the doors.
When the doors open, the elevator has three people standing in it. You wave them on, saying, "I'm going the other way." You press the button again when the elevator closes.
This time the elevator is empty. You herd Clarice inside and the doors start closing. A young male intern sticks his hand in the door and gets in. He doesn't say anything, but can't take his eyes off the young girl. He gets out at the next stop, but luckily no one gets in. You make it to the lobby without further incident. |