“What? No! Of course not. I just don’t like being in confined spaces that are dangling from a cable and have the potential to plunge down a shaft and crash into the mechanism at the bottom.”
“Is that not kind of the same thi-“
“Scribbs! Just pick up the bloody phone!”
“Fine! I was just going to offer to take your mind off it with a little snog, that’s all.”
“...No. There’s bound to be a security camera in here somewhere.”
“Otherwise you would have taken me up on it?”
“You’ll never know, will you? Now pick up that bloody phone before I use it to bludgeon you to death and cite reduced mental capacity due to oxygen deprivation as my defence in court.”
Ash/Scribbs ~ Caught in a lift
“Yes, Scribbs, I had deduced that from the lack of movement and the fact that the doors haven’t opened. I am, in fact, a detective.”
“No need to get snippy, I was just saying.”
“Well, don’t just say. Just fix it.”
“Fix it? Bloody hell, Ash, do you think I carry a set of tools round in my bra? Or that I’d have a clue how to fix it even if I did.”
“I meant, pick up the phone and alert someone to our predicament.”
“Are...are you okay, Ash? You look a little flushed.”
“Perfectly fine, thank you.”
“And you’re breathing heavily...are you...claustrophobic?”
“What? No! Of course not. I just don’t like being in confined spaces that are dangling from a cable and have the potential to plunge down a shaft and crash into the mechanism at the bottom.”
“Is that not kind of the same thi-“
“Scribbs! Just pick up the bloody phone!”
“Fine! I was just going to offer to take your mind off it with a little snog, that’s all.”
“...No. There’s bound to be a security camera in here somewhere.”
“Otherwise you would have taken me up on it?”
“You’ll never know, will you? Now pick up that bloody phone before I use it to bludgeon you to death and cite reduced mental capacity due to oxygen deprivation as my defence in court.”
“Yes ma’am.”