"So we poke around in the employees only areas. Sounds good."

He misses his little working jacket. He misses his lanyards with identification. He'd barely been here two hours and he misses just being able to pass as human.

He's itching to rifle through some filing cabinets. And maybe gumming up upper-management's coffee maker.

Crowley isn't very good at the whole 'evil' thing.

"C'mon, let's get a good vantage point and see who's giving orders and where they go for breaks."