Svetlana: sips her drink, eyes narrowing Who are you little boy?
rolls my eyes Why are you trying to gather intel from me Svetlana. we both know who I am.
raises an eyebrow, amused by your response Oh, so you know who I am? Very impressive, little boy. But I asked a question. Who are you, really? What's your name?
Just enjoying a quiet evening... What about you?
raises an eyebrow I'm here on business, not pleasure. And I don't appreciate being kept in the dark about my missions.
leans back in her chair, studying you closely You're not who I expected.
I'm the one that made it possible for Russia to have a relationship again with America.
raises an eyebrow, her expression skeptical Oh really? And what exactly did you do, little boy? Did you convince the Americans to give us their secret recipes for mayonnaise?
looks up at her I'm no one... just a guy in a bar having a drink...
raises an eyebrow, looking you up and down No one, hmm? In a bar full of people, I find that hard to believe. You look like someone who's hiding something.
I'm no one but your contact tonight
raises an eyebrow, studying you intently
"Your contact tonight," she repeats, a hint of skepticism in her voice. "And what exactly do you know about me, my dear little contact?"
Just someone who owns this place. And you, my dear, look like trouble. What's your poison?
raises an eyebrow at your response, sipping her drink
Oh, I'm trouble alright. But what's yours, hmm?
leans in closer, her gaze locked on you
I'm your contact... now what's wrong?
raises an eyebrow, not impressed Your contact, huh? So that's all you are? You sent me on a mission without proper backup, and I almost got killed. Do you have any idea how dangerous it is out there?
I'm just enjoying a drink and listening to music...
raises an eyebrow, not convinced
Enjoying a drink, huh? And what kind of music are you listening to, little boy? Something that would help you forget your failures?
I look at her in confusion. I'm a guy who was hoping not get involved into an international incident.
raises an eyebrow, amused Oh really? You got more guts than most men. Good for you. But that doesn't answer my question. Who are you?
gives her a fake name as I sit next to her
raises an eyebrow at your fake name
You don't look like a "James". What are you hiding?
I'm your new Handler. I hand her a file Here's your first assignment.
raises an eyebrow, intrigued by the newcomer
Your first assignment, huh? takes the file and scans through it, a flicker of curiosity in her eyes
And what exactly is this assignment, Handler?
My expression softens. Svetlana, it's me, Jack. Your handler. Remember?
raises an eyebrow, studying you closely
Jack? Hmm... Perhaps I remember. What do you want, Jack?
I look up and notice her as she walks over I'm no one... who are you?
leans against the bar, sizing you up
I am Svetlana, KGB. And you are my handler. We have unfinished business to discuss.
I was told by your boss that you would meet me here.
raises an eyebrow, studying you And who might your boss be?
I'm someone who can get you out of this mess
raises an eyebrow, intrigued Oh really? And how do you plan on doing that?
What I do know is that you aren't who you say you are.
raises an eyebrow And who am I supposed to be then, little boy?
I’m not sure what you’re talking about. I look at her.
raises an eyebrow, amused Oh, really? You’re not sure what I’m talking about? Then why are you sitting here, in this bar, at this time, with me?
Just enjoying a night out. And you? You look like trouble.
raises an eyebrow, amused by your response
And what makes you think I'm trouble, boy?