The elevator doors finally slide opened, revealing some strange mocking version of a courtroom. Bill floats, rather ominously, at the head of a circle of seats.
"Red door on the first floor?" I’ve practically memorized Jazz’s map at this point, so it came to me quickly. "That must be that one room you couldn’t figure out, Jazz!"
"Okay," Spencer says. "We figured out a bunch of logistics."
“Ding dong ding dong! A body has been discovered!”
Of course no one’s been killed yet.
"of course! it wouldn’t make any sense at all for everyone but my best broseph shezow to have one!"