Congrats
Sunstreaker got into the elevator, admiring his shining paint in the mirrors.
Jazz walked in after him and shook his head. The yellow mech was more vain than a mirror.
The elevator went up and then the doors opened.
Jazz grinned at Sunstreaker. "Hey, congrats for being in the same lift as me!"
He ran out before Sunstreaker could reply. He didn't really want to hear the reply after seeing the shocked look on Sunstreaker's face.