He was in the middle of chewing when she'd replied, so he swallowed with some visible pain; he shifted on his legs, glancing at the nearby sitting area and deciding if he really wanted to pin himself in like that. At least he'd have a better excuse about leaving if he really needed it, but the turnout was so small thus far that he didn't think he'd have to worry about it.
"I'm on the third floor, right? Thing gets stuck between the second and first. Was trapped for, I think, 45 minutes. None of the buttons worked, it was just...working one second, and stopped the next. Can you believe it? Considering what we pay for this place? This is one of the most upscale neighborhoods in this county, and they can't even get their elevator to work properly. If I could take the stairs, I would." He took another bite of the bread, this time smaller, and chewed while speaking by tucking the food neatly into one cheek. "You liking your stay so far?"