Operation Cargo Roll

I nudged my green grape out from the cardboard tape core, lining it up toward the shiny elevator doors. It was time for a secret cargo transfer back upstairs. In a hushed, trembling whisper that bounced right off the metal baseboard, I announced, 'Stealth transport commencing, do not look at the round green object!' I kicked with my rear tentacles to give the grape a heroic push, but my clumsy round belly slipped sideways on the slick tiles. The grape went zooming ahead, bouncing straight into the recessed brass track of the elevator! I scrambled after it in a frantic scuttle, throwing my tentacles over the fruit just before the lift chimed.