Dillman: If you were in the break room, why was the IP address of your laptop logged into the Wi-Fi on the fifth floor?
Rosa: Fine. There's an empty office there where I go to be alone.
Dillman: Seems innocent enough. Why would you lie about that? Maybe because you were up there assembling a glitter bomb.
Rosa: [mumbles]
Dillman: I'm sorry, I didn't...
Rosa: I was watching a soap opera. It's called "Drake's Hollow." I never miss an episode. It's my mother's favorite show, and when things were bad between us, it was the one thing that we could still talk about.
Dillman: Oh, that's sweet.
Jake: It is kind of sweet.
Dillman: Sweet enough to fool a lesser detective.
Jake: What... I wasn't fooled. Take her away.