Honey hadn't had a so called "Evil Elevator Mishap" til this moment and now here she was. Maybe it was because the girl she'd attacked was being goaded to get to the hospital on the ground floor. Maybe the building was merciful in that way or perhaps, this was just a little, tiny bit of come uppance for the sinister deeds of this ravishing, tear stained blonde.
"I don't usually cry." She confessed, now that the elevator was stopped. Vincent Laurents wife tried the buttons but nothing seemed to happen. This just catapulted Honey's frustration through the stratosphere of anxiety and heartache and she started in blubbering uncontrollably as she hid her face in her dampening handkerchief.