The Elevator

So a couple weeks ago I dropped Maya off for violin lessons. Whenever we go to lessons, which are on the third floor I always insist we take the stairs because it's my opinion that there is no reason a healthy person cannot walk three flights of stairs and that the elevator should be reserved only for the handicapped and lazy - and last time I checked Maya wasn't handicap. Maya insists she always takes the steps even when I'm not with her - so last time when I went to pick her up I waited in the lobby of the building and low and behold who should come strolling out of the elevator? Hmmmm.... Lazy and a liar - not a good combination.