I straighten. The elevator suddenly feels charged with energy, and that feeling only intensifies when Orlando's eyes meet mine for the briefest of moments. He gives us a nod before leaning casually against the wall of the elevator.

Ford coughs as the doors close again. I glance up at him, and he offers a smile as if to imply we have some sort of shared secret between us. This guy really doesn't let up, does he?

As the elevator begins to move, Ford leans a little ...