For some time after that, Andy and Erin listened to music while playing childish hand games. Erin was the queen of these types of games, and knew a ton. She spent a large amount of time teaching Andy how to play each game and teach him each chant.

"It's more for little kids, but it's something to do." Erin told him.

"Oh, I think it's great fun."Andy confessed, as he tried to slap Erin's hands before she quickly took them away. "Darn! You win again!"

The time seemed to pass by fast even with these stupid little games...

"Spiders crawling up your back..."Erin said sinisterly, her fingers creeping slowly up Andy's back.

"Stop it! Stop it! It tickles!" Andy shrieked.

"Tight squeeze!" She said, squeezing his lower back.

"Ah!" Andy howled.

"Cool breeze." She whispered, blowing against his neck. "Now you've got the chills."

"Yes I do!" Andy said, rubbing his arms.

"Let me see." Erin commanded, grabbing his arm and rolling up his sleeve, then taking the light of her phone to examine it. "Yep. See, goosebumps."

"How lovely." Andy said sarcastically, and Erin laughed. "Where'd you even learn all these games anyway?" He said as he put his blazer back on, he really was cold now. "I mean, it's hard to believe a twenty-eight year old can still remember 'Miss Mary Mac', 'Sugar', give you the chills, and teach your four different alphabet games."

"I'm a foster child." Erin explained. "Sometimes you gotta learn to make your own fun. Want me to give you a rose garden?"

"You're smile gives me the sense it might hurt." Andy said.

"Psh, no!" She lied.

Erin's games had entertained them for almost two hours, but by four-thirty, Andy had had it.

"Alright, I don't care if the office gets out of work in half an hour, we're gonna be stuck in here forever!" Andy yelled.

"Don't say that, Andy." Erin said calmly.

"Do you want to spend another day in here?" He asked her disbelievingly.

Frankly, I wouldn't mind another day with you, She thought, but under different circumstances. "No." She sighed. "I want to go home."

"Exactly." Andy said, his anger now seething out. "Now help me."

"With what?"

"We're gonna get out of here."

"What? How?" She exclaimed.

"I dunno." He smiled sheepishly. "I guess, if we could somehow open up the top."

"Andy Bernard, you're insane!" She laughed.

"Can you live with that? If not, I can be sane and we can...wait. And...wait." He sighed.

"What do you want me to do?" She said with a twisted smile.

"Alright!" Andy yelled happily. "I guess the best way...I'm pretty close in reaching it, but...Well, I'm gonna have to lift you up there."

"What?!"

"Just, er, get on my back, and uh, push the top of one of those squares and we'll go from there." He said nervously.

"I dunno..."

"Trust me."

Erin climbed on Andy's back. "Now push!" He commanded.

"Higher!" Erin laughed.

Andy stood up to his full extent. "Can you reach it?"

"Yeah!"

"No push it off to the side."

Erin lifted the piece of the roof, but it wobbled and fell on the ground of the elevator. Andy and Erin both screamed as they nearly hit it.

"Alright." Erin said as Andy put her back on land. "It's off. Now what?"

"You're going to have to lift me." Andy said. "I'm going in.

"Are you serious? Andy, you think you can fix this elevator?"

"I can try." He shrugged. "Now, er, why don't you kind of lay on your hands and knees, and I'll climb on you to reach it.

"Are you sure?" Erin asked nervously.

"Get down." He commanded.

"Good luck." Erin said.

After stepping on her back, Andy was able to lift himself through the missing square to try to figure out the problem.

"It's really quite filthy up here." He noted. "Remind me next to to not wear my favorite green shirt."

"Well, at least your green pants are okay." Erin said optimistically, looking at his rare and stylish pants in admiration as they dangled in the air. "Do you see anything?"

"We're stuck." Andy called.

"Bravo, Watson." She teased.

"No, I mean the problem is we're stuck between floors." He yelled.

"So what do you suggest we do?" Erin said, raising her voice so he could hear her.

"I guess...maybe...I could completely climb on top of the elevator, and then try to prop open the door..." He said airily.

"Do you even hear the words that are coming out of your mouth?" Erin said with a grim laugh. "That's crazy! That's dangerous! And no offense, Andy, you've not the incredible Hulk, I'm not sure you can pry open those doors."

"It's worth a shot."

"No it isn't." She said negatively.

"And if I don't, I'll keep thinking about what I could done. The Nard Dawg likes to play the hero. And likes a sense of danger and excitement."

"You don't have my approval." Erin sighed. "Does that count for anything?"

"You've safety counts for more." Andy huffed as he started to lift his legs through the whole.

"I'm safe right here." Erin reminded him. "And you would be too."

"Yeah, yeah." Andy laughed, and as both his legs were on top of the elevator, he stood up, able to reach the ledge under the door to the next floor. "This is actually kinda cool." He said, his voice echoing. "You should come up here!"

"As if!" Erin laughed.

"C'mon, it could be fun!"

"Just do what you think you gotta do and get down here!" She commanded.

"If all goes well, you'll have to come up here anyway," Andy said, poking his head through the hole and making Erin gasp. "You wanna come now?"

"Nope."

"Why not?" He said, now trying to reach the ledge.

"Because it's not gonna work! This is your craziest idea yet! Crazier then the birds at Christmas!"

"I thought you liked them?" Andy said, hurt.

"I did, I did, the whole thing was the best present I've ever received, but it was definitely crazy! It seems to me, Andy Bernard, that once you have an idea in your head, you just go for it."

"Yep, that's me."

"And maybe, you should've have waited a moment and think this one through." She called.

"You won't be saying that once we're out of here." He said confidently, pushing himself off the ledge, towards the eighth floor door. All of a sudden, the elevator began to move.

"Andy, what did you do?!" Erin screamed.

"Nothing!" He yelled.

"It's moving, it's moving, oh God, Andy, get back in here!" She shrieked.

Andy jumped back on the elevator roof, and then put his legs in the open square. "Andy, Andy, Andy, Andy!" Erin cried, grabbing his legs and pulling them. "Hurry! Hurry! Hurry!"

Andy jumped, none to gracefully, back down to the floor of the elevator. Erin let out of sigh of relief. Andy, still on the floor, surprisingly, laughed, laughed when the light went on inside the elevator, and laughed his loudest when the doors opened.

"See, I told you I could fix it!" Andy said proudly.

"You didn't do anything." Erin giggled as she grabbed his hand and helped him up.

"Maybe, but maybe the elevator sensed my bravery and rewarded it by making the elevator move." He noted.

"That sounds like a probable answer." said Jim's voice, and Andy and Erin jumped before facing several of their co-workers, Jim, Pam, Kevin, Stanley, and Phyllis.

"Andy? Erin?" Phyllis called. "How long have you two been in there?"

"Since 9:15 a.m." Erin admitted.

"Oh my God, that's terrible." Pam gasped.

"Yeah, that's like, nine hours!" Kevin pointed out.

"Eight hours, you idiot." Stanley corrected him.

"What did you do in there?" Phyllis asked. "Andy must've drove you crazy."

"Actually, Andy was the thing that kept me from going crazy." Erin said, and Phyllis and Pam exchanged glances.

"So, how was it?" Kevin asked to Andy in front of Jim and Stanley.

"How was what?" Andy asked, confused.

"The 'ride'." Kevin asked with a nudge.

"Well, I got to spend the day with Erin, so, yeah, I guess."

"Did anything...happen?" Kevin asked.

"You know what, Kev? I think that's between Andy and Erin." Jim said. "And I think I would not like to know if it did."

"Well?" Kevin questioned.

"God, no!" Andy yelled. "We just, talked, and laughed, sang, and danced. We played games, listened to her iPod, ate lunch, took a nap, yeah, it was fun. And nothing happened, but yet, a lot happened."

"I don't need this." Stanley said grumpily. "I'm getting on the elevator."

"Are you serious?" Andy laughed. "After Erin and I spent eight hours in there? Would it kill you to walk eight flights of stairs?!"

"That's the reason we're the only ones walking." Stanley said. "It would kill us."

"Hey, I'm pregnant!" Pam reminded them.

Stanley, Phyllis, Kevin, Jim, and Pam proceeded to go on the elevator. "After you." Andy said to Erin.

"Oh, no!" She shook her head and laughed. "Not today! I'm taking the stairs, would you care to join me?" Before the elevator closed, Erin saw Pam and Phyllis exchange smiles, Jim give Andy a nod and Kevin give him at thumbs up. Stanley rolled his eyes.

"Would you ever like to get stuck in an elevator again?" Andy asked her as they walked down the stairs.

Erin thought for a moment. "Depends who it's with."

"How bout me?"

"How bout next Tuesday?" She joked, and they both laughed.

"Well, yeah, I was stuck in an elevator for eight hours today, but, surprisingly, I had fun." Erin told him once they reached ground floor. "Thank you, Andy. Really, if it weren't for you, I would've driven myself insane in there."

"Hey, me too." Andy said, and she waved before starting to walk out the building. "Hey, Erin!" He called.

"Yeah?"

"I believe I owe you a lunch."

Erin smiled widely. "Half a lunch, to be exact."