"You’ve got to be fucking kidding me.." Bette laughed as she read the small strip of paper with the restaurant’s name beside the number six. "Bread Pitt Sandwiches?" She looked at Tina and smirked.

"It’s clever." Tina retorted as she tried to defend her choice of restaurant, she had momentarily forgotten that the place had a funny name.

Bette shook her head in amusement. "I just hope that the food in there is better than it’s na–" Was all she managed to say before being cut off by the elevator making funny noises and jerking to a complete stop.

"What the fuck?!" The two exclaimed in unison as the elevator lights turned off and the emergency lamp flickered on.

"Heeelllllpppppppp!!!!" Tina banged on the elevator doors with her fists as Bette paced around the small space and pulled out her cell phone from inside her purse.

"Fuck." Bette cursed at the small screen as it indicated its inability to get a reception. "Kennard.. my phone’s not getting a signal. Can you check yours?" She asked as she turned to the blonde who was now furiously pressing the emergency call button.

"Umm.." Tina started. "I don’t have one.." She said sheepishly as she pried open the emergency box. "What the hell?" She frowned, holding up the red emergency phone with it’s cord cut off. "Damn." She cursed as she threw the phone to the floor.

"Shit." Bette rubbed her face with her hands in agitation. "Calm down.. it’s gonna be okay.." She chanted over and over to herself as she tried to even out her breathing.

"Somebody’s gonna find us right?" Tina asked in a small voice as she stared at the floor. She was trying hard not to panic, she was scared enough already. She rested her back on the elevator wall and slid down to the floor. "Yeah.. somebody is bound to find us in here.." She nodded her head as she tried to convince and comfort herself.

Bette sighed as she walked over to Tina and sat down beside her. "Kennard.." She said slowly.

"W-what?" Tina asked as her voice shaked a little. Fear was starting to get a grip on her.