Startled out of my pleasant reverie by the soft yet quite serious sounding tone suddenly beside me, I remove the blindfold as permitted and look into the brightly lit lift, careful at the last moment to shield my recently exposed eyes. 

And thinking back on her words "It's a fine idea", I realize she might not have meant that kind of fine...

[i]Why is there always more than one kind of fine with women??[/i]

"Wait, what happened? I think I missed something behind the blindfold..."