"Uh. A password locks us out but if we know it we can get in. So we're good now."

Stanley explains, guessing just from this dude's appearance and speech that he's probably not from around here. A few more minutes of clicking and tapping and boom! They're finished here. Stan stretches and stands up, grabbing the drive back for Gilbert.

"All set. C'mon, let's get the hell out of here. This suit is killing me."