Honestly, Cliffjumper too had been suprised that there had been no extra guards in the longue, or that they hadn't tripped an alarm yet - though maybe they had and weren't just aware of it - but eyed the keypad.

::Should be able to crack it, yeah. Can't see it bein' encrypted at all, just the usual slag when it comes to combination keylocks.:: Shaking his helm and distractedly rubbing a horn... and immediately snagging his hand away as if burned and then just finding the access hatch and plugging in, Cliffjumper looked up after a klik or so with a frown.

::Okay... seems easy enough. Problem is, the act of trippin' the correct key without a confirmation code... I suppose servants have those on a chip or somethin' probably is gonna trip an alarm. Ready to run when the door pops open?::