Pfft. Be his guest. Sarah refused to show any hint of slight annoyance at the man. He was intriguing, maybe a bit too intriguing and outrageous for her personal liking. But step in she did. She moved from where she stood and walked inside the elevator, holding onto her bag tightly. Her paranoia got to her and couldn't help but wonder if he was a spy or a creeper of some sort. She'd whack him with her bag if he pulled any sly moves. That was for sure.

Which floor? Well... Sarah didn't exactly want to go back to Level One already. Nor did she wish to go back to Level Four. Those places were quite over-visited and she did not wish to go back either places so soon.

But it probably didn't matter anyway. For when Sarah's eyes glanced over at the elevator buttons, they were already glowing as proof that they had been pressed already. Did she really have a choice on what level she went up to? Sarah couldn't help but smile and laugh gently at such a silly, yet cuuute, mistake and at the behavior the man was taking on at the moment.

"Ehh. Not like I have anywhere else to go. Plus I don't feel like going back to the offices. I think I'll ride the elevators for a while," she said, smiling as she leaned back against the elevator back wall and crossed her arms across a chest.