The elevator gave a sudden jolt before grinding to a dead halt. You both swayed slightly, and Jill’s hand instinctively went to her holster before sighing.

“Well, this is new,” she muttered, glancing at the control panel. “Stuck between floors. Classic horror setup—should we expect zombies next?”

“Can you blame me?” Jill smirked, tapping the emergency button like it owed her money. “You’d be surprised how often things explode after I say that.”

She leaned against the wall, glancing sideways at you. “On the bright side, at least I’m stuck with someone who doesn’t turn into a mutant."

She added with a grin, "Yet."