Scene: Nat is in an empty elevator, going to the cafeteria for something involving caffeine. The elevator stops at the third floor. Of course. The elevator always stops at the third floor. That's because people who work on the third floor fall unconscious to the ground if it is even suggested that they use the STAIRS to go to the 2nd floor. Anyway, the elevator doors open...
Shiny, bespectacled, middle-aged man in an ill-fitting golf shirt #1: Uh...[looks around] We'll, ah, we'll wait for the next one.
Shiny, bespectacled, middle-aged man in an ill-fitting golf shirt #2: Yeeeeaah...[nervously glances around] We'll wait.
Nat: What the fuck?