Toby glanced at his desk, as Danielle hadn't spoken to him since she had arrived. She placed a pile of copies at his desk and they shared a thin line of a smile.

"Yeah, I backed out on the, uh, dinner date. I...guess I just got butterflies. To be honest, I just found it inappropriate to date your boss. Frankly, I...probably shouldn't discuss it on camera," Danielle said to the camera as she twiddle her fingers.

"I just wanted dinner. Nothing fancy. I...made a reservation and everything," Toby said, avoiding eye contact with the camera.

Kelly stared at Danielle as she ate her strawberry yogurt alone in the break room. She sat down by her and sighed. "I totally know what you're going through."

Daniellle didn't move a muscle on her face. "What?"

"I heard that you had a date with Toby. And judging by how you're not speaking to each other-"

They stopped as Jim Halpert walked in to make some coffee. Kelly gasped and rushed over to him and started talking at 100 miles per hour. Danielle took advantage and left the room to the main office. Toby noticed her escape Kelly's jabbering and followed.

"Toby, hey," Jim said, suddenly, thankful for the distraction.

Toby ignored him and entered the main office. Danielle sense him following her and left the office for the elevators.

"Hey, Danielle," Toby called out, in a low voice.

"I have to make a call,' she lied as she pressed a random floor number inside the elevator.

The HR rep hadn't been sure of many things in his life, but this definitely felt right to him. His hand stopped the doors from closing as he entered the elevator. Danielle leaned against the wall and tensed.

"Mr. Flenderson, I really don't think-"

"Look, I just want to-"

The doors closed as the elevator moved on its way with both of them inside. Danielle held her breath as her boss stood in silence. Toby rubbed the back of his neck, timidly.

"Danielle...I like you."

She felt her cheeks burning. "Sir, I know that y-you probably think-"

Toby wasn't an expert with women, but being married previously seemed like enough experience. Slowly, he closed his eyes and leaned forward. Danielle looked at him with wide eyes until the elevator jolted.

They both fell to the floor. The elevator had stopped so suddenly. She landed on her back and Toby landed on her. Danielle groaned as she tried to get him off. Toby panicked.

"Oh, God.." he mumbled as he tried to get up.

They squirmed to different corners of the elevator, gasping for air. Danielle held herself and stared at him in shock.

"Were you seriously about to kiss me?"

"I..no, I-"

"Yes, you were!"

She didn't want to move from her corner, but she stood up. Toby panted loudly as he couldn't meet her eyes. Danielle moved her attention to the buttons and pressed the red emergency one. Her hands went to her pockets but she was wearing a skirt.

"Do you have your phone?"

Toby shook his head.

She sighed and pressed the emergency button again. Her fist banged on the doors as she yelled out, "Can anybody hear me? We're stuck!"

Toby looked at his watch, and felt his stomach turn. It was barely two hours into the shift. They would be trapped for hours if no one else came.

"Hello? Somebody!"

"I don't think anybody's coming," Toby muttered.

Danielle glanced at him. "This is your fault."

He grimaced at her, "My fault?"

"If you hadn't followed me, I could've been stuck in here myself," she replied, covering her face with her hands.

He wasn't the best at arguing so he left it at that. Danielle banged on the door again, making him feel a headache coming. He got to his feet, making Danielle freeze and point at him.

"Stay away from me-"

"I'm just getting up."

"Well...stay in your corner," Danielle pleaded as she leaned against the wall again.

"What did you think was going to happen last night?"

Danielle tensed. "Just stop talking."

"I'm just asking-"

"Unlike you, I don't drool over my co-workers," Danielle spat.

Toby stared at her. "I don't...I don't drool over anybody. Are you jealous or something?"

She rolled her eyes in her mind, as she stopped looking at him. She leaned against the wall on her side and looked at the metal doors.

Toby repeated his question.

"I don't even want to talk to you. Just...leave me alone," Danielle replied.

The two remained quiet for about 10 minutes. Danielle banged on the doors every five.

"Would you mind not doing that?" Toby asked.

She ignored him and did it again. He tried to focus on something else. He noticed her hair was in the usual braid. She looked pretty. Her face was so...fair. And he never really described anyone as fair before.

"Hello?! Somebody get us out!" Danielle cried with her hands cupped around her mouth.

Toby had begun drumming his fingers on his lap, remembering how he would sit his daughter there. Danielle felt herself tense as she the desire to use the bathroom had come up. She shut her eyes and bit her lip. Toby noticed her legs tense together and he immediately knew what was wrong, but said nothing.

30 minutes had already gone by. Danielle paced the elevator, trying to distract her desire to pee. Toby closed his eyes and tried to think of Pam. Her smile and small voice that seemed to grow louder when Jim was around. Ugh, Jim. Toby shook his head at the thought of him.

Danielle was looking patience as she tried to separate the elevator doors with her hands. Toby quickly reacted and tried to pull her away.

"Get off me!"

"You can't open the doors! You'll hurt yourself," Toby scolded.

"Let go!"

He had held her wrists in his hands and pulled her away. "Stop!"

"Let me-"

She kicked his leg and he groaned aloud. He let her go as she hurried back to the door and banged on it again. "Somebody! Help! Help me!"

Toby slumped to the floor as he put a hand on his leg. "Why did you do that?"

Danielle narrowed her eyes, "Don't touch me!"

"No," he shook his head, "Why didn't you come? Last night?"

She stared at him and felt a lump in her throat. "You don't like me. I'm just a distraction for you, and you can't even admit it!"

"Distraction from what?"

"Pam doesn't even love you, and you can't accept it. You never...accept it."

Toby felt sick. Danielle looked away and banged on the metal doors over and over. He felt his headache get worse as he held a hand on his stomach and his leg. Leaning forward, he coughed aloud. Danielle stopped and grimaced in disgust.

"Oh my God, don't puke in here."

"Then...stop," Toby gurgled.

Danielle moved from the doors and back to her corner as Toby slowed his breathing. He managed to regain himself and sat in a normal position.

"Thank you," he whispered, closing his eyes.