At least Pietro stopped when discouraged, finger paused outstretched and turning to quirk a brow at neighbors tone. He breathed a small laugh, and cocked his head in agreement. Fine- not the most productive solution. That was fair. He pushed the red button.
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Silence.
He pressed it again. --And received a nasty shock, quickly withdrawing his hand.
"Is not working I think," he concluded, and rapped on the elevator door in case anyone was listening. "Hello?"