This is what he heard in the elevator, from floor 4 down to the ground floor.
Woman 1: I just spoke with Millie. She's got a black eye.
Woman 2: How'd she get a black eye?
W1: Racquetball. I told her mine is almost faded. Imagine that, two of us with black eyes!
W2: You know her birthday is Wednesday.
W1: I bought her a gift, but I left it on my table. You know today is Victoria's birthday.
W2: Oh really.
W1: So what session do you have next?
W2: Comforting the Heart.
W1: It's great. I went to it this morning.
W2: Really? Where is it?
W1: Up the stairs.
W2: You've got to be kidding.