[Eames moved past Crane back to the table he had been working at the night before. He took a seat in the same chair, sifting through some files. This was turning out to be more complicated than he could have predicted, just as Crane was turning out to be more work. He always appreciated a challenge, however.]

"You can give him the fake vial that was left by whoever stole his." [The reply was curt, since the warden was still confident that that theft was related to whoever Crane had spoken to.] "How did you make them here?"

[He wasn't looking at Crane, though his mood wasn't unpleasant.]