Sarah laughed at that, the sound honest because her humor was as well, even if the rest of her was on alert in the way she knew too well, the one that said 'a trap door is about to open up under your feet'. "Creative people, they're simultaneously easy to pigeonhole and impossible to understand."
She nodded at the instruction and turned, working back from the cabinet he was at toward the file cabinets holding the beginning of the alphabet. That was when she discovered the next thing to increase her unease – exponentially. Several cabinets worth of drawers, rather than bear a range on each label, such as 'A-C' or something slightly more specific, such as 'A-An', all bore the same exact label on the front.
A.I.
Stopping at the last cabinet just to the right of where the cabinets once more resumed the alphabet, she opened the topmost drawer, her subterfuge in mind if questioned – checking that section to make certain 'Anderson' hadn't been filed in one of the 'Angel Investigations' drawers because of the alphabetical closeness. She didn't linger longer than it would have taken to actually check this drawer were her lie the truth, but long enough to get a survey of the file names inside. Forcing herself to continue, she closed that drawer and moved to the next cabinet, legitimately scanning the contents in drawers until 'Ryan Anderson' appeared on the label.
"There, that wasn't so hard, though for a minute I thought someone hadn't correctly labeled several cabinets," she said, smile bright as she held out the file to him when she had once more reached his side, nodding back to where she had just been.