'The monitors can be manoeuvrable...what year is it here?'

Has he asked her that recently? Time might have moved differently while she's been in and out of the bar. Jim takes a seat, typing incessantly, only sparing her a glance.

'If you want a working computer system to detect your alien threats, it'll be a lot quicker to let me base it off what you're already running. I won't know if everything I can do is compatible with what you use here, unless you let me into it.'

He is, y'know, already working on hacking in but that's like taking a job interview, right? He's only proving he knows what he's doing.