"On the elevator?" Lynne asked with a small shudder. "I hate them...they freak me the fuck out. I don't think I could screw around in one, unless you count kissing, 'cause my head would totally be in 'oh my God, is it gonna get stuck? Is it gonna fall? What if the power goes out and I never get out of here?' You know me..." she laughed sheepishly. "And sadly, no. Just beds for me. I'm sooo vanilla, I know," she said with mock apology.