Sneaking past a sleeping man is easy enough. Shelley walks in a hurry, making as little noise as she could. That may have been the easiest obstacle they're going to find, it's going to be an uphill battle from there on. Probably.

That door, though, is the real objective here, the one they have to cross. Shelley regards the sign.

"Oh my, I see the IT plight is an universal constant"

These may belong to Jorgmund, but she's sympathizes nonetheless. Blessed be those who have to deal with this sort of thing.

When she speaks it's whispers, with her guard up. You never know when someone may be approached, but she's ready to try to hide them if someone comes. It's got her a little jumpy, but other than that she's managing to stay rather casual about the whole thing.

"I imagine the ol' trick of walking confidently like we're supposed to be here isn't going to fly. You think there's someone in there right now?"

After having seen South have to deactivate a lock with a voice command, she can't take for granted Jorgmund is cutting any corners around here. She's imagining if there's nobody inside, then there may be an alarm at worst, a lock at best.