"Nah, didn't expect us." Daryl doesn't know shit about spy equiptment, but he knows how to read people. If these guys expected them, their act's a lot more elaborate than he thought. He can't imagine how it would benefit them, though, pretending like this. It's not really worth considering.

He finds what looks like a lightbulb (sort of. It's definitely got light coming from it) on the roof, and climbs up on a bed to reach for it.

"You got a name with all them manners?"