[It takes Jotaro a moment to realise Cecil is trying to pick a lock with a feather. He blinks dumbly at the man for a couple of seconds before he shakes his head, deciding he would question that afterwards.]

Oh. This is where you're from. Sorta. [Thank goodness the egg heads are new because he'd have serious questions about this world and Cecil if it wasn't.] Looks like the fossil woman's wormholes need work.

... Where are you trying to break into? Something in there?