Po

[Po is standing in front of the elevator on the third deck, hands in his pockets. He seems to be staring intently at it. His posture is very relaxed, but there's obviously something about the elevator occupying his mind. Every so often he jabs one button or the other with a finger and waits for the doors to open, but he doesn't get on. That, for anyone who wants to know, is because he's ridden the elevator up and down for the past hour. He's still fascinated by it. If you speak to him, though, he will be happy enough to make conversation with you.]