Check the Basement!

Wait! The incinerator only burns on Tuesday and Thursday! There's still a chance. Awkwardly bending forward to remove the stubborn heels John insisted she wear everyday, Tiffany begins her speedy shuffle to the elevators. She hits the call button, her brow glistening as she waits anxiously.

"Come on! Come on, come on! Slow piece of shit..."

The hell with it, she's dying to get moving and this elevator is taking forever. Decisions....