they could. The pulled the fire alarm and one night filled a trash can with water, leaned it against a door and knocked. Not good. The funniest elder on our floor though was this short stocky guy. Once he was standing in front of a mirror flexing. He dropped to the fooor and did a bunch of push-ups. He jumped up and flexed again and shouted "no pain no muscles!" He did that a couple more times. About the third or forth time he jumped up he changed his line. This time he yelled "no muscles no Stephie!" I think to this day those from my floor that we knew occasionally greet each other "no muscles no Stephie".