Sam: All right. Now, he came in here, he was alone. Was he carrying anything?
Rebecca: Uh, I think he was carrying a glass of water.
Sam: I see. And did he put this glass of water down?
Rebecca: I think so.
Sam: Next to, perhaps, this glass? [picks up the glass with a handkerchief, spills water] Ooh!
Rebecca: I see what you're getting at, Sam. You think that he picked up the other glass with the earrings in it and took it out.
Sam: Yeah, right. Absolutely. Guys, we're out of here.