She couldn't understand where he got his energy from. It was like he was part puppy. She was about a flight behind him but she didn't bound up the stairs or go slow, just kept a pace so she'd have enough energy for the whole thing. Her heels were hooked on her first two fingers because yeah, this trek in those shoes was not happening. She looked up at him, "Oh yeah." she paused and considered sending him to the next floor and sneaking onto her own floor while he wasn't looking but she had the strange feeling he might literally beat down everyone's door until he found her and then her neighbors would hate her.
With that thought in her mind she sighed and pointed at a door that was a few down from the stairs where he was standing. "That's me." Thank God, this was almost over.