O'Keefe of the never ending ready made self incriminating motormouths who just happen to say exactly the right thing at the right moment, the darkest trade secrets and philosophies, 'cause they believe they is talking to a nice new guy who just happens to be ultra inquisitive In a FBI kinda way.
"Somebody in the canteen told me you're the guy who secretly goes out at night killing your neighbor's cats in gruesome ways?"
"Mark, right? Mark told you. Look, here's the thing. I find work stressful. I love it but it stresses the shit out of me, you get me? So I go out at night and dissect with an axe a neighbourhood cat or dog or something. Maybe even a neighbor if the moon is at the right angle. No big deal right? Stress reduction. I'm James by the way. You'll be working with me in marketing."
Do I believe all these people didn't have a Cabal advisor telling them they had an O'Keefe spy on their payroll? Only question is did O'Keefe know they knew as they sung like canaries for the 'new guy'