pickup

I go down on the elevator, the taxi in the airport has already approached and waits. I understand that something not so with sneakers - has forgotten to insert into them insoles. I throw things in the car and back on the 20th floor on the slow elevator - I want to manage to run to the apartment and back so far the elevator hasn't left not to butt in on expectation of the elevator.
The plan is overset by the girl standing on my floor. Ok, I ask it to wait literally 15 seconds. She agrees with some coquettish smile. I run behind insoles and I hear how the elevator is closed and has gone down. I think - well e-mine as that is so possible. I come back to elevators, the elevator has left, and she costs and waits for me.