Oh good, female. Gives me something cute to see for much of the game. :) Hopefully...
Okay, I guess I'll just let the Random button choose her voice as well as appearance. Hitting Random...
- SKIN: Dark, But Not Too Black
- HAIR: Black, shoulder-length
- EYES: Brown with sunglasses
- MOUTH: Frown
- OUTFIT: Light green dress with white trim; yellow belt and pink flower buckle; white boots with zipper
- VOICE: Type 2, mid-pitch. Nice to listen to.
Her name... is Rook.
ROOK: And before you ask, no, it's not after the chess piece. My parents just like card games too much.
Okay.
ROOK: It's true. You should meet my twin brothers, Skip and Bo.
I believe you. Say, don't you have an actual baby brother?
ROOK: Yeah. Emile. PLEASE don't ask when he was born.
Understood. So Buddy relates that he was just starting as an artist, but he helped out the Rook Detective Agency however he could.
ROOK: Ah, looks like that panel shows the one time he was actually able to pay for his meal.
So the rest of the time, you had to take the... check?
ROOK: ...I'll throttle you. I don't know how, but I will find a way.
...Anyway, since Rook and Buddy didn't have their own office, they had to eat at Gino's Pizzeria to have a place to work. They were optimistic about the future, at least.
(Okay, from this point on, dialogue that's actually from the game will be in italics.)
ROOK: It's gonna happen, Buddy. Any day now, we're going to get that big case!
BUDDY: Yeah! But what's wrong with the cases we take now?
ROOK: Nothing! Well, except for the fact that they just barely pay for our meals, and therefore, our office space... I just know we could do more. If I could just prove myself on one really big case... Maybe I'd even make Special Agent one day.
BUDDY: Ooh, that would be so cool! I'm going to draw you as a Special Agent!
ROOK: Travis came in just about then.
TRAVIS: Hey, Gino. I'm looking for a summer job. Do you have any openings in your restaurant?
GINO: I don't know... are you a world-famous master chef?
TRAVIS: Um, no. But I have this really cool Master Chef app on my cell phone! Does that count?
GINO: Um, no. Then I do not have any openings for you.
ROOK: Solving mysteries around the neighborhood is great, but if I was a Special Agent, we could go anywhere!
Yeah, and maybe one of those places could teach you the subjunctive mood.
ROOK: ...Hush. Think of it!
BUDDY: Yeah! Now I'm drawing you as a Special Agent on the moon! Do you think they'll have a special tunnel that takes you there?
ROOK: Ummm... no. We'd need a rocket or something.
TRAVIS: Hey, guys. What's going on?
ROOK: Not much, Trav. Just waiting for the next big case. Maybe a cat'll get stuck up a tree or something. Hey, let's see how that drawing is going. Mm-hmm...
Hah! That's pretty good, Buddy. But who is it? I hope you don't think that's me...
BUDDY: Nope! That's my old imaginary friend.
ROOK: Ooookay. Someday, my friend, someday...
ROOK: Then Poppy came in, all frantic.
POPPY: ROOK!!
ROOK: Being of poor eyesight, but too poor to buy glasses, she started calling toward obviously empty parts of the room.
POPPY: ROOK!!
ROOK: She finally got pointed in the right direction, but couldn't tell I was there.
POPPY: HELLLLP!!
ROOK: Hey Poppy, a couple of feet over this way.
ROOK: She finally found us, and started crying.
Awwww... :(
ROOK: What's the matter, Poppy?
POPPY: A mean man took my dog and he won't give him back!
BUDDY: Omigosh! Pal! This is it! Our big case!
ROOK: Well, I'm not sure that it's quite the career-maker I was talking about. Don't worry though, Poppy, we'll take the case. Where's your dog now?
POPPY: He's over in the park with that meanie man! Please come as soon as you can.
ROOK: She left.
ROOK: Alright, Buddy. I'm heading over to the park. I should talk to everybody there and see what I can piece together.
BUDDY: I'm here if you need me, pal!
TRAVIS: Let me know if I can help. I'll work for pizza!
Next time: The Case of the Collared Dog begins!
ROOK: I hope you're not doing that for all of them...
