[ There's a sense of accomplishment that rushes through her, and she shakes her head as she huffs out another laugh. ]

I'm so proud of you. Just for that, I'm forgiving your lame joke and you won't have to actually owe me any crepes for it.

[ He brought it up... Now she can start asking him for crepes and other pastries. 😌

Much as she wants to keep laughing and telling jokes though, the painting has certainly quieted down. But the elevator isn't moving yet. ]

Anyway... [ If he hasn't blocked her view of the painting, she'll turn away from them without letting go of his hand. It's at the same time, for some reason, that the lights in the elevator dim a little. Not cool.

She lifts their hands. ] It looks like they're not letting us leave just yet.