Lost

"So we're trapped in an elevator, and you're the girl I always noticed...but never dared to talk to. How do we get out? My cellphone's not working. It's easier when the conversation is automatic. The usual things to say, isn't it? I'm so awkward with girls. Ok yes, I'll try to find a way out. I've pressed the alarm bell like forty, fifty thousand times. That's a nice dress by the way... yes, I know you're sweating. That guy who came back with you a few nights ago... was he... oh just a friend? Pardon me for asking. Yes, I will focus on the task on hand. Yes, my handphone isn't working. Look at it! I'm not insane. You know, if I could stop breathing so you'd be more comfortable, I would. Without me dying of course."