"The lobby, yeah." It was an easy lie. Vaughn regularly wandered the floors. Prowling past doors and smoking quietly in the stairwell. Watching people come and go from the elevator. She had an invested interest in a few people in the building, it helped to look for them. Keep an eye on them. Memorize them.
"Sometimes it helps to try going in the other direction." Sound counterproductive? Let her show you.
Vaughn stepped up, and reaching for the elevator panel, pushed the button for the tenth floor. After a moment's mechanical hesitation, the elevator lurched to life and began scaling the floors again.