Try and get downstairs.

"Okay so we're at the end of the hall but unfortunately there's no stairs so we're taking the elevator." Beth told the Player hands placed triumphantly on her hips. "But which one? It looks like we have three elevators to choose from."

"Yeah, yeah yeah. I remember how this goes." The Player interrupted hands hugging his crotch. "Something different will happen based on which elevator I choose."

"Hey, don't be a spoil sport." Beth complained. "It's a challenge of one's luck. Pick the right one and we progress forward"

"Right just like the Mario Party Minigames you like."

"Oh my gosh you remembered." Beth smiled.

"If I remember correctly the correct one leads gets us to the lobby. There you run into Monica who baits you into going stre-"

"Hey!" Beth yells throwing a hand over the Player's mouth. "No spoilers what if someone reading this hasn't played the game yet."

"Whatever," The Player said swiping away Beth's hand. "But I remember one of the elevators leading to a much faster path back to the room."

"Oh, that's right." Beth gasped. "I completely forgot about that. But are we really gonna go through all? You know the towel stealing and time travel and stuff."

"Nope we'll just go inside and stay there so long as you don't stupidly fumble it at the end."

"Hey!"

" I'll make sure nothing goes wrong. And we can end this nightmare."

"Hmph." Beth pouted. Her boyfriend had seemingly found a quick path to victory. They'd be back safe in their hotel room in record time. Not that she was complaining or anything. Not like she's an exhibitionist or something.

"Now which elevator was it." The Player asked stroking his chin.

Beth's face suddenly lit up and a mischievous smile grew on her lips. "Oh, you don't remember."

The Player cringed realizing he didn't he'd have to just guess.

"Looks like this is a game of chance after all." Beth giggled to herself, "Hope your feeling lucky baby."