You hear footsteps coming down the hall and dart under the desk. Its a tight fit, but you make it work. The light turns on in the room and you pull your legs and arms in as far back as you can to avoid being spotted. The footsteps approach the beeping safe, and after a few seconds, the beeping stops. You hold your breath while waiting for the person to leave.

Hm. They're not leaving.

Oh no, they're coming towards you!

Its definitely Mr. Crocker's feet, assuming that Jane doesn't wear a suit and sleepwalk.

He crouches down in front of the desk with a raised eyebrow.

> Mr. Crocker: Tell Roxy to come out.