Unless...
"My skirt is made with leather material and it can't get wet!" Belinda is very upset that Jack was so clumsy.
While Belinda is watching her skirt and being distracted, Robert turns the door knob for the door to the inner office--- the Special Counsel's office.
But. Uh oh.
"For F* 's sake. It's f*ing locked!" Robert yells in his head. He can only hope the key is here with the receptionist. Robert asks the ghosts:
"Guys, do you think the key is in the reception desk?"
"Yeah, there is a spare one in the receptionist's desk drawer," Tao replies.
"Shit. That means I have to somehow get the key."
"Lot's of cursing and swearing today, Robert!" Yuan taunts.
Robert walks back to Jack, trying to see if he can help distract Belinda even more.
Jack is still holding the tissue paper box that he took from the desk. Belinda is now unable to get any of the tissue.