Well, my friend Janet - she's a repository of all the knowledge in the universe. The floor was abandoned anyway, so the first time someone came up there, she stood outside the elevator doors and addressed them by their full name, and date and place of birth. Just smiling, you know, like she does. That freaked them out.

My part wasn't really on purpose, but I spent too much time pretending to be a librarian and now they think there's a ghost librarian.