Axle watched as a blonde girl walked towards him and greeted him. He tried to remember her name, he knew he recognised her from somewhere.
"I like exercising when it's crisp and there's no one around." He said simply, opening the door, then gesturing for her to go first. It was a social convention to hold a door for other people, though he never did understand why. It seemed impractical to him to open a door and then let other people go before you.