[Liethell]

Of course not. Essays aren't fun, stories are =7=b)
She just laughs at his remark, and eventually they get there. The building is tall, thought not a skyscraper by any means. There's at least seven stories, if not more. The lobby has indoor fountains and an indoor garden. The receptionist is twirling her finger in the air, around the handle of a spoon, and the spoon is stirring her cup of coffee for her. A few people in business attire make their brisk walk from one side of the room to the other. Trissie waves at the receptionist and walks towards a sign that says 'stairs'.
"You wanna ask all your questions 'bout how this place works, there's a whole floor dedicated to the engineers that made it. Thas' where you goin' today!"