Здравствуйте, товарищ! And welcome to the KGB. Since this is your first day, we’ll give you a generous 5 minutes to get settled in before sending you out on a mission.
|I’m not an authority on Soviet work habits, but I find it hard to believe that their work days used to start at 4 pm.|
The dialogue is broken into categories, or trees, if you will. I can say something specific, ask about something, talk about a certain subject or ask for something from the person I’m talking to. Sometimes I can also instruct the person to do something ( no guarantees that they’ll comply, though ). Based on the other person’s response, further dialogue options may open up, sometimes depending on certain conditions, like if I have a specific item in my inventory, have uncovered the necessary information, or if I’ve performed a required action. I think it’s a pretty nice system, that feels somewhat dynamic.
Using Belov as an example, he will sometimes respond with a politically charged viewpoint, and I can choose to agree or disagree with him. Sometimes I’m given a chance to offer my opinion first. For the record, the possible political stances seem to be limited to either “reckless progressive” or “foot-dragging conservative”. If memory serves me, the conversations here may affect the outcome of an evaluation by my superiors at a later stage, but I can’t say for sure if it will be serious, or merely cosmetic.
Also sometimes you can’t win. Let’s try discussing perestroika:
|Ok, so he likes the old ways. Let’s backtrack and try a different stance|
|But you just said… Oh, forget it.|
|I guess you had to be there|
|Not if it involves turning your frown upside down|
When I arrive, there’s a policeman guarding the door. He won’t let me pass without seeing some identification. Hmmm… I sense an inventory based puzzle coming up.
|I’m his uncle’s nephew on the mother’s side.|
|I was all over this one|
|Some PI. He left his trenchcoat|
I can’t find anything else in the office, but while I’m messing about, the guard pops in to inform me that Golitsin’s sister has arrived. I tell him to bring her in for questioning. It quickly becomes clear that she doesn’t know about her brother’s demise, so I’m gonna have to tell her...
|Would it be in poor taste to say that he’s “chek’ed out”?|
After I exhaust all dialog options, she takes her leave…. but not before handing me a cassette tape her brother sent her! Dun-dun-duuuhh! I bet I know where that goes! Of course, the recorder doesn’t have any batteries, but I’m way ahead of the game here, since I’ve already taken the batteries from the radio. I put them in and play the tape.
|I’m making some Enthusiastic Progress myself|
I can’t find anything else to do here now, so I decide to wrap things up and head back to the office. The guard wants the drawer key back, so I give it to him and leave the area. Again I get a choice of going to uncle Vanya’s instead, and since I completed my mission with plenty of time to spare time I take it.
|I can’t tell if the thing in his lap is a chess board or a bag of french fries|
|When I was your age, I worked 26 hours a day, 8 days a week. Also, get off my lawn|
Uncle Vanya offers his opinions on other topics, like the KGB and president Gorbachev. Most of them negative. After a couple more questions, he retreats to his bedroom and won’t talk to me anymore. The other doors lead to the kitchen, the bathroom and my own bedroom. The kitchen and bathroom doors offer nothing more than a description of Rukov washing his face or grabbing a bite to eat. The bedroom, however, is accessible. Hooray! More closets and drawers. It’s inventory time! Besides closets and drawers, there’s a bed and a bookshelf. I can’t say I know any of the books on the shelf, but some of them do sound strangely familiar…
|Don’t eat that black snow|
|What the…....is that…. did he actually say “very well”? That’s the closest thing to a compliment I’ve ever gotten from the good major.|
Colonel Galushkin is apparently busy playing hide and seek with comrade lieutenant Shevkova when I come busting in to his office...
|Oh, THAT’s where my earring went which I’m already wearing but this was a different earring shut up no YOU’RE stupid!|
|Nudge nudge, wink wink|
|*Blush* I’m sure you say that to all the new agents|
|Right right. Discreet. Like you and lieutenant Shevkova? That kind of discreet?|