You should see my room back home— well, actually, no, you shouldn't. The last time I had someone over we spent the whole afternoon folding clothes just so she'd have somewhere to sit. I wouldn't wish that on my worst enemy.

[ Folding clothes is exhausting, especially when you have as many as she does.

Ann leads him to the elevator and presses her thumb into the button. It moves fast, but with as many floors as the building has, it could be a while before it reaches them. ]