There is a perky song and then a voice: "Good morning. You have been in suspension for FIFTY days," with the 'FIFTY' said in a different, more robotic voice. "In compliance with state and federal regulations, all testing candidates in the Aperture Science Extended Relaxation Center must be revived periodically for a mandatory physical and mental wellness exercise."
And Sable will find herself in a...
...it sure does look like a motel room.
"This next test would normally involve emancipation grills, but given your... philosophical objections... to using them, we will move on to another chamber."
And then there's a sudden, loud explosion in the distance.
"Oh, I'm fine. It's just the turbines again. I have to go, but I'll be right back. Don't. Break. Anything."
Her elevator arrives and there's the test chamber.
Directly in front of her there's an aerial faith plate, and directly above the faith plate there's a portalable bit of ceiling. No other straightforwardly reachable areas are portalable where she is, but there's an elevated part to the chamber where she can spot some.
Hmm. Portal on ceiling, portal on other bit of ceiling that she can see leads to a safe landing spot, whee?
...kinda whee. Mostly whee but not all the way whee.
Also Wheatley's there in the gap between the rest of the ceiling and the portalable part.
"Hey! Hey! It's me! I'm okay!"
...she blinks at him, but doesn't have time to do much more than that before she's falling back to the floor.
Re-whee?
Nope. The aerial faith plate's button is blinking and it's making a beeping noise.
"Well, I'm back. The Aerial Faith Plate in here is sending a distress signal. You broke it, didn't you."
"I stepped on it. I was under the impression that was what one does with Aerial Faith Plates."
"If 'stepped on it' is what you want to call it," she says, and there are a few more beeping noises and the plate stops blinking. "There, I fixed it. Try again."
"You'll never believe what happened! There I was, just lying there, you thought I was done for, but—"
She fails to reach her portal, though, and the faith plate starts beeping again.
"...I'll add a few zeroes to the maximum weight. Do take care not to trip and fall over, I do not have any cranes operating at full capacity yet." More beeping noises and: "There. Try it now."
The Aerial Faith Plate starts beeping again. "You seem to have defeated its load-bearing capacity. Well done."
...she looks down at herself.
She looks at the faith plate.
She looks down at herself again.
She looks at the faith plate again.
"Really? That's your line? I'm four feet nine inches tall. I blow over in a strong wind! I did not break your machine by exceeding its weight limit!"
By this point she is giggling hard enough that she has to sit down.
"Be careful when you sit down like that, you might not be able to get up by yourself again and that'll just be embarrassing for everyone." A few more beeps, and the ceiling panel moves to get lower. "I lowered the ceiling anyway."
Giggle.
"Well, thank you for that," she says, and stands up, and sweeps a bow in a vaguely voiceward direction, and steps onto the plate.
This time it works! But with the lowered ceiling, Wheatley is nowhere to be seen.
And through the portal she goes.
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