The lobby was fairly large, taking up the front half of the first floor. He could see elevator doors in the wall behind the desk, but there were no buttons to call the car. He assumed the receptionist had those somewhere behind the desk. Thinking of the receptionist, he took a closer look at her. She was fairly pretty, with long black hair pulled into a serious bun behind her head. She was staring intently at something on her computer screen as she typed seriously. Satan looked away, out the glass front of the building, admiring the clouds for a time while he waited.