Cid was just finishing up chatting with Nate when someone knocked on his door. Typing out a quick, "Later" and closing the window, he crossed the room to greet his visitor. There really wasn't any question of who it could be. With Al in the hospital, all of his friends and well wishers were being directed there. It could not be Nate, because Cid had just been talking to him on the computer. The older boy had given no indication that he was intending to pay a social call anytime soon.
That really only left Cora, here to deliver the recording. It was time for the next phase of the plan to begin. Cid was excited, and there was an unusual bounce in his step and he yanked open the door. Flashing Cora a wide grin, he eagerly went on to ask, "You got it?" Without giving her time to reply, he ushered her in, saying, "Lemme see it!"
Basically, he was doing everything short of pleading and begging to get his hands on the recording. He was willing to sink that low if he absolutely needed to, but was hoping ardent demands would work best.