Charles: Uh, wait, where's Jake?
Amy: Well, there's a TV cart suspiciously in the middle of the room, that ceiling tile's out of place, and he said he was going to hide somewhere reckless, so I'm guessing he's up there.
Jake: That's right, Amy. I'm in the ceiling. Unlike you boring, old fogies, I found the craziest... [Jake and half the ceiling crashes to the floor] Don't worry. My bones and ribs broke my fall.