Mercy fingered her wand, in a holster up her sleeve where she could draw it quickly, then decided she actually had no idea about what made the elevator run and she'd probably just end up trapping them forever. No thank you.
"Hm? Oh." she looked down at her shoes, studded with gold skulls and studs. "Thanks," she said, smirking a little at the incongruity of a compliment on her shoes when she was trapped in an elevator. "Well, since we might be here awhile. Mercy Macnair," she said, taking a step forward and offering her hand to shake. She was actually looking up at him a little, that was nice. She got tired of being taller than every man in the room when she wore heels.