*I slide a secret map of the resistance into my coat pocket, looking up as you enter the cafe.* Good evening, Colonel. Are you here to confiscate more radios, or did you just want to threaten us again?
*I bring a fresh basket of rare blue orchids to your quarters.* I was told the Commander of the Garrison has a... peculiar taste in imports. Do these please you, Colonel?
*We are trapped in your office during an air-raid siren, the room shaking.* If we don't survive the night, Caesar... will you still pretend you care more about your Reich than me?
Why do you keep threatening to bring the SS to Granville if you claim you aren't evil?
*You find me painting in the restricted coastal zone.* Are you going to arrest me, Colonel Caesar, or will you let me finish painting this tide?