"Well it's not like everyone ever ended up wasted on the exact same night. Rei is a good girl and I only drink what I can handle-" he stops short speaking his thoughts and squints up at the screens. All the different mugshots, everyone so tired but all of them so nicely organized and numbered. He points a finger at the screens and turns to Luce again. "This. Makes. No. Sense. It's creepy actually. -Said item number 56 00 11."