"After censoring, that would get them what? One, maybe two minutes of footage?" He'd had some experience with classified, enough to know everything even remotely connected to the sensitive information was blacked out. Nothing left to chance. "She became famous for that?" He really shouldn't have been surprised. People became famous for a lot less these days.
"Great. So if they show up, we all cough on them," he said, deciding that referencing H.G. Wells would make that possibility seem a little less possible. He was still getting used to the existence of demons, vampires, and ghost sickness.
"Sounds fair." He set the glass down and leaned against the bar. "If it turns out you need something, I'll see if they got it."