Finally, I can be useful.
Jack looks at the keyboard quizzically and then wracks his brain as he tries to remember what keyboard style this was, though he hasn't studied foreign keyboard layouts that extensively or recently.
Unfortunately, he can't seem to come up with anything useful on that regard, so Jack continues with the next important matter – probably more important than some stupid layout – involving this thing.Does he remember?
"Hey, uh, Ruby? Couldja come here for a sec, please?" Jack yells in a polite tone to the other room as he sits on the bed and sets the computer on his lap. "I found his computer, but I need to know if you have any idea what the password might be? What are some of his favorite things? What does he hold dear to his heart? Was he in any way computer-savvy enough to make strong passwords?"
Jack also looks around the room as he's spewing these questions, looking for any pictures and/or posters that have common appearances/themes among them.