"While coming down I was pained and surprised to observe that my stomach did not travel with me.
"I spoke to the charge d'affaires of the elevator about it.
"I complained bitterly to him about such an inhuman invention which rushed through space with a man's exterior and left his interior to bump its way downstairs.
"The charge d'affaires of the elevator told me if I did not like it to get out and fly.
"That was the inspiration which drove me to build the flying machine.
"Two weeks later I went to Paris, because that is the flyest city in the world."
Beauty is only a skin game after all.