Which floors they were currently stuck between? Alex could hardly see the hand in front of his face, though he did turn to glance at his elevator buddy there, the voice sounding a bit familiar. "I can barely see you. Wait, hold on..." He squinted and weaved his head from left to right to get a better look. "Is that... Bast?" He grinned and sighed with relief. At least it wasn't Arthur Bacchus, though he would have liked to give him a piece of his mind, not to mention his fist.
Alex reached out to shake Bast's hand, though in the darkness, he could only really thrust his hand out randomly toward the sound of his voice. "It's great to see you, man. Or well, not see you, because I can't really see a damn thing, but... Well, you know what I mean." He tried looking back over at the doors, unsure as to what the hell they could do to get out of this situation. Wasn't there like a call box or something? Unless the power had gone off, then they were in a real heap of shit.