It was a typical day in the Regretevator, though there were more NPCs than usual, making it cramped, tight and uncomfortable space. Gnarpy was silently berating everyone in the elevator under xyr breath, DrRETRO was meowing nonsense like usual while rolling around on the ground like a hamster in a ball, PartyNoob was enthusiastically inviting everyone to their upcoming birthday party and the one after that, Pilby was sobbing about being fired from their clown job as well as their mother, Split was brainstorming up banana-related puns, Wallter and Mannequin_Mark were arguing like usual about if either concrete or wood was a better material for building, Infected was sneezing on his arm without covering his mouth whatsoever, Bive was ramming herself into a wall and shouting random things about the matrix, Lampert was trying to not touch anything or anyone due to thinking they were all diseased or at least full of germs, Spud! was mumbling about his days as a camp counselor before the incident at Two Stud Camp, Folly was being her usual malicious self and muttering about someone’s dreams that she had destroyed via turning it into a genuine nightmare by her presence alone, and Pest was stealing coins again from the other passengers.