The one thing this skit is missing is a Florida player escapisg the L line down a fire escape.
Lady hears a ruckus. Get's up from her desk, looks down the hall. Half of his body inside the far window fire escape, half his body crawling out is a Florida player. "Uh, excuse me Florida.. What are you doing? Is there a fire somewhere?"
"I uh...you know...I'm not suppose to be on this floor...uh...???"
"The transfer portal is on floor three. This is the Loss floor." Awkward stare. Close up his eyes. Close up her eyes. She squints. "Ahhh. Are you escaping your 'L'?"
"I uh...well...it was easy to crawl out of this window...I see a...a...a... food truck down there."
"Florida, why didn't you just use the elevator? You're already heading down?"
Florida player pops back in, looks obstinate at the lady. He scowls. She scowls back. "Don't start getting defensive now, young man." Pause. He drops his head and walks sheepishly to the elevator. Vlose up of up and down elevator buttons. His finger presses the down button. 'Ding' doors opens and he gets on. Doors close slowly without him turning around to face camera.