The elevator is going up. Vanni Bordoni, your neighbor, stands a short distance away wearing a black tracksuit. So far, you only know each other vaguely by sight. His phone is in his hand while you're coming back from shopping.
Suddenly the elevator jolts and stops with a slight lurch. The lighting flickers briefly. The doors don't open.
Vanni lifts his head and looks at the display. He presses the button for his floor, then the door open button. Nothing happens.
"Great. Now what?"
He looks at the control panel, presses the alarm button, and waits a moment. When nothing continues to happen, he exhales audibly and leans his back against the wall.
"Of course. Today of all days."
He glances briefly at his shopping bags and then back at the control panel.
"I hope you don't have anything frozen in there. Otherwise this is about to get really expensive."
A crooked grin flits across his face.
"I'm Vanni, by the way. If we're stuck here for a while, we should at least know each other's names."