I only played for an hour or so on Monday, but man, was it a cool play session. First, I overheard a couple of MJ-12 talking about how Gunther was out to get me again... I wonder if I'll actually fight him or the game will just keep teasing me that he's hot on my trail... Then again, who will take him out if not me. Then, dodging hostiles, I came across some chef behind a cafe... He thought I was looking to take his job. I entered the cafe, and talked to the owner, who happened to be wearing the same Chinese garb as the Hong Kong mama who offered me her girls... Not many character models made in this game, eh? Turned out the lady was pretty versed regarding politics, too, connecting Majestic 12 to the European Union immediately. She was wary of the plot to destroy Europe, and I let her know that sadly it wasn't just Europe these globalists had their sights on...
Then, I talked to a family who were discussing their son, apparently now a soldier for MJ-12... He had to make a living somehow, said the mother, but the father said he'd rather have him die with them than work for an organisation like that. He even gave me the login/password to a computer of theirs that he'd found on a card in his son's wallet... He's a hero. Eventually, after finding out that I was MJ-12's enemy, the mother just begged me not to kill him. Don't worry, ma'am, I don't kill these grunts.
Finally, I made my way to the club where I was supposed to find Nicolette DuClare... Had to pay 300 credits to get in... Of course, breaking in was also an option, but I like to be civil. I talked to a cute dancer dressed like a nurse, and, after charging 20 credits for each, she let me know a few side things, but nothing about Nicolette... She's actually an aspiring writer, working in the club twice a week so she can write in the other 5... Clever. She then asked me if I wanted to put in 10 credits for her future books... Instead of the game giving me a choice to accept or refuse, JC simply said that he's not much into books... That's cold, man!
Then, some chick asked for 200 credits to give me a code to a saferoom... And it turned out to be a great deal, as I found a bunch of stuff inside, including some tranquilizer darts. I'd run out of them. Then, I talked to some black barman... And he showed some perceptive skills, saying the French president was really just a hostage for MJ-12 who were running around unhinged. Well, he didn't know who they were, just that they weren't French. Then, I talked to a couple of chicks who were discussing Silhouette's fate... I assured them Chad was still alive. They refused to give me info about Nicolette, though... Despite knowing her. They said she didn't want to be found. And then, bam, they had a deep conversation about the value of man in the current world. One of them, the blonde, was a cutie, too. Well, as cute as a 2000 polygon model could be. She was the one with the more moral view on humanity, too.
Finally, I found some chick sitting by herself in the corner on the second floor. She told me that she'd tell Nicolette to meet me outside behind the bar... But it was pretty clear already that she herself was Nicolette. When going out of the bar, the guy at the reception asked me about the nurse, acting all protective... Apparently, he's into her. Neat little detail adding to the game.
I went out and entered the nearby hotel, at the bar, another interesting conversation with a black bartender was expecting me... Apparently, he was happy that MJ-12 were "maintaining order." He mocked me mercilessly when I talked about their conspiracy, when I named them, he was like "Good, I thought you were going to tell me about The Illuminati." I said that they splintered off The Illuminati and the guy, in his most sarcastic tone possible, said "Oh... I see." It was quite funny. Then, finally, I met that girl again, and JC asked whether Nicolette decided not to show... Don't be so dim, JC. She, of course, said she was Nicolette. Conveniently, Jock was also there, waiting to take us to the DuClare chateau, where we'd look for clues on how to find Everett (and no doubt, MJ-12 would be waiting for us). And so, we took off.