Cecil gasps, surprised and excited. “Oh my gosh, you listen to the numbers stations?!” he gushes, otherwise ignoring Lee’s sudden flurry of activity as well as their gloomy intern. “Which one’s your favorite? I mean, none of them are as good as Night Vale’s, and go figure, I can’t even pick it up out here… But I’ve been really into Vietnam’s Morse code station lately, you know, V30? Something about their dits and dahs pierces into your ears juuuuuuust right.”