"Don't think I've met a Harley yet," he says, but he's looking in another drawer and stares at what's inside because what the hell, there's a tape but just the one. He reaches in to grab it, turns it around in his hands and finds that it's unlabeled before holding it up for her to see. "This isn't foreboding at all."

He leans against the wall, biting his lip as he stares down at the tape like it's going to start talking, give him all the answers he and Kate are looking for here. "I mean, somebody's watching, right? Do you ever see who's coming in and out of here during your shifts?" His eyes travel back to the cabinets, down their lengths and to the floor and just to the left of one of them is where he sees it, a distinct line between dust and clean floor, almost like... "Something's been moved recently." It's starting to get weirder than he's thought this would be, but it makes him all the more curious. "Is it just me or this starting to feel like one big conspiracy?"