I go down the elevator, a taxi has already arrived at the airport and is waiting. I understand that something is wrong with the shoes - I forgot to put the stickers in them. I throw things into the car and back to the 20th floor on a slow elevator - I want to have time to run to the apartment and back until the elevator has gone so as not to stumble in waiting for the elevator.
The plan is broken by a girl standing on my floor. Okay, please wait literally 15 seconds. She agrees with a cuddly smile. I run behind the trays and hear the elevator shut down and leaving. I think it is mine, as possible. I go back to the elevator, and she stands and waits for me without the elevator.