Elijah sighed and nodded. "I'm not an appointment. I want to talk to her for something she wrote in a paper, and she won't talk to me. I don't want to make this complicated or anything. Just to talk." He looked frustrated and ran his fingers through his hair. "I don't know why she won't talk. It would be over by now if she'd even just talk through the door." He glanced back at the woman. "I hope you have a nice day." He almost said profitable, but it might have been in bad taste. It certainly felt like a weird thing to say.

he walked to another door and knocked.