Quattuordecim 42nd, 20XX -
"Oh my Cod!" Pearl and Marina squeal. "I forgot you two were a thing?"
"Yeah, they almost kissed, or at least that's what Callie told me. Although, she did have a smile on her face when she informed me," Marie elucidates as she takes a long sip from her mug. "C already familiarized me with the scope of your mission. I'd be happy to fill you in on any extra details you might've missed."
• You ask Marie about possible phone passwords for Callie.
"I'm not entirely sure myself, but I can provide you with some helpful tips. Callie had a knack for favoritism. I'd advise inputting combinations that are associated with her interests. It could be her favorite number, weapon, or color. I would've tried my hand at it, but the code escapes me," Marie says as she sets down her drink on a coaster.
• You question Marie about the peculiar shark label attached to your opponent's paintbrush.
"Well, if your inquiry isn't relevant to the objective, then I would refrain from investigating it. You already have a full plate Agent 4. At this time, you should shift your attention towards more pressing matters," Marie commands.
Marina intrudes, "You don't think he should at least see what the outside world is like. He's jeopardizing his health by participating in the VR program. I think he deserves to know the intricacies of the occupation." As Marie is distracted by Marina's statement, Pearl tears a piece of tape from the tape dispenser and applies it on the handle of Marie's cup. Pearl rubs the plastic film multiple times before removing the paper and shoving it in her pocket. "How about you authorize a tour of the city. I'm sure it could supply him with the incentive he needs to complete his task," Marina petitions.
Marie clenches her fist, "Under no circumstances, is he permitted to leave the facilities. Do you hear me?" Marie squawks.
"Yes, ma'am," Pearl and Marina begrudgingly obey.
• You interrogate Marie about C's identification.
His real name is Cooper, but don't tell him I said that. Cooper used to be a pilot, but his career was tragically cut short by a fatal arm injury. He rarely leaves his office or communicates with outsiders. It would be much appreciated if you avoid bothering him; he isn't exactly the friendly type," Marie reveals.
"What about Captain Cuttlefish, there was no report of him being abducted like the others," Marina suggests.
"I imagine he's on an island somewhere enjoying a nice glass of unsweetened ice tea," Marie answers.
"Is that a subtle way of saying he's dead," Marina responds.
"No, he's actually in one of our patented island simulations. That old coot doesn't like associating with newbies or gossipers," Marie clarifies.
"Hey, we don't gossip," Marina defends.
"Well, even if we did, we wouldn't talk about some sweaty old man," Pearl admits.
"Um... I know this is a sensitive subject, but have you heard any info regarding the disappearance of Callie's corpse?" Pearl probes.
Marie quietly contemplates a counterclaim while she gazes at the artificial greenery.
Marina smacks Pearl upside the head, "Why would you ask that, you know she lost her cousin, right?"
"No, no, it's okay. I was simply... formulating my response. You don't have to fret about such rumors Pearl, as far as I'm concerned, its all just baseless conjecture backed by no credible evidence," Marie proposes.
"I swear it's not just a fabricated conspiracy theory. A trusted news source covered the issue. The headline: The Mystery of Callie's Missing Carcass was a popular topic among online discussions," Pearl shares.
"Why don't you take off your tin foiled hat and put on a thinking cap?" Marie returns.
"Excuse me?" Pearl angerly replies.
"The media is milking my cousin's death for publicity. I'm ashamed that you actually endorse such a ludicrous proposition," Marie says, gritting her teeth.
"The news team surveyed the crime scene and scoured the security footage. There's no concrete proof Callie was present in the terminal at the time of the blast. It's only assumed that she perished because they found scorched remains of her clothes after the bombing," Pearl explains, noticeably annoyed.
"Okay, calm down, guys. There's no need to get so hostile," Marina consoles.
"These miscreants are bending the truth to stir up conflict, and it appears their scheme is working because their trickery has not only duped you but many other ignorant inklings as well," Marina proclaims.
"No, I'm a firm believer that Callie is still alive and breathing!" Pearl shouts.
"CALLIE IS SHOVED IN A BOX BURIED SIX FEET UNDERGROUND," Marie slams the windowpane with her fist, omitting a large crack.
Pearl and Marina promptly flee the scene.
Marie relaxes her body with a sip of coffee. Some of her drink has spilled on the carpet as a result of her outburst. Marie clears her throat and turns to you, "You and I both lost someone we care about immensely. Don't let Callie's sacrifice go to waste. We're all counting on you Agent 4; please don't let us down."