Steve chuckled. "You'd be surprised just how many people I know that can," he said. "But I'm usually the guy taking the stairs." He looked around the tiny moving room. "Or the elevator, in this case."
He frowned a little. "Will the motorcycle fit in here?" He could probably prop it up at an angle of need be. He didn't know if the thunder good was home, but he suspected that, even if he wasn't, Thor didn't think much about things like locking the front door.