The hard hat mannequin waited, with mark for the elevator to stop he knew he wasn’t going on the floor though.

The Stanley’s office lights dimmed, as the elevator shook the lights with how much force the elevator took to go down.

He tipped his hat as the doors opened to the elevator, mannequin_mark going in. As the players went out, he didn’t appreciate the players surrounding him sometimes, it annoyed him quite a bit.

As the elevator left, he noticed a player stayed at the floor.