You were standing at the doors of the elevator, eager to be the first to step out of it and into whatever level the doors open to. You wait for a minute or two and then your eyes light up before going wide with shock

There was Mach, absolutely towering over you with her eyes glowing red and her hammer held tight in her hand. She raises the hammer behind her and you see her grip tighten as she gets ready to hit you with the hammer. You hold your hands up defensively and she stop abruptly, like something in her had snapped despite being under the influence of the hammer. You don't have long to convince her to not be rid of you right then and there, better make it convincing. . .