#johnm

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Jodie: Welcome back to our store, sir! I hope you don't mind me walking over, I just noticed you browsing and thought—

John: Mrs. Landgraab, don't mind me, I'm just here to look at some stereos. I know last time we saw each other here I wasn't exactly pleasant with my... inqueries. But I'm merely here to shop his time.

Jodie: Oh no, please let me finish. I actually came over to talk to you, Mr...?

John: Oh... Mole. My name is John Mole.

Jodie: Mr. Mole, I have to admit your remarks from the other week felt a bit ouf of pocket at the time, but I've given them a lot of thought since, and I've been wondering if you'd care to elaborate on... some of the things you mentioned.

John: Remind me, Mrs. Landgraab, what things did I mention exactly? You see, I'm a busy man, there is a lot on my mind constantly.

Jodie: Well, if I recall correctly, you first commented on the prices of our SimPods, said something about business strategies, and then... you mentioned... my husband, and how he's been spending time away, and something about our prenup... Frankly, things that only someone that's been following us around would know.

John: Well... you really aren't that far off. I'm just doing my job — and surely by now you're aware of the scrunity an oligarch like your husband will necessarily be placed under by the SCIA — and... I do have my connections.

Jodie: Listen, I don't even care what you do, or how you do it... I'm just going to ask you straight up. Is Malcolm hiding something from me? Is he... cheating on me?

John: Look, Mrs. Landgraab, I'd love to stay and chat, but I really gotta pick out a stereo and go back home to my family. I know you're busy with the store, but perhaps one of these days you should do the same. And when you do, and find answers to your questions — I'll give you a business card to the best lawyer in town. Call her. Your case will be in good hands. Goodbye now!

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When John has a stressful day at work, he likes to relax by tinkering (or messing up) the trash compactor at home.

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Bianca and John's son, Sebastian, is born!

[The red hair is really interesting, it might be from John's grandfather? I love this kid so much already.]

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Bianca and John have found what they were looking for in each other and were ready to move in together and settle down. Good thing they’d already made up their mind about this because...

Bianca: John... I need to tell you something.

John: Go ahead.

Bianca: I think I may be pregnant. ... Don’t say you somehow knew!

John: I wouldn’t say I knew, but you never eat as much as you did at the restaurant tonight, and you even turned down that top shelf nectar. It was suspicious!

Bianca: And? What do you say?

John: What do I say? That’s amazing news! Yeah, so exciting. Uh... if it is for you too, that is.

Bianca: Of course it is! I’m over the moon! I mean, sure, it might have been an accident, but it’s reassuring. I was scared I was getting too old to have children. But all of a sudden now we’re a family!

In the heat of the moment, both of them forgot they were stood next to a flaming toilet for a minute.

John: Then... I guess I won’t carry this around in my pocket any longer.

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John and Malcolm seem to have become sworn enemies ever since the former started his investigations into the latter’s illicit financial affairs.

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Eventually, Bianca found a good match with more serious intentions on the dating site: Mr. John Mole. They went out to an elite restaurant for their first date of course.

John: You must be Bianca. Good evening!

Bianca: Nice to see you. I've got a table reserved already!

The two of them spent a nice evening together, having some delicious dishes and then going back to Bianca's for the night. They liked each other a lot and were on the same wavelength about most things.

Bianca: I've been thinking about moving to the city lately. The suburbs are depressing living in a house alone. But at least I work here, quite deep in the centre.

John: I know that.

Bianca: You- what? How? I didn't have that on my profile. Are you a detective?

John laughed.

John: How do YOU know that?

Bianca looked confused.

John: You should know how easy it is to find out almost everything about someone or something on the internet. Aren't you a fact checker?

Bianca: You're scaring me... but I like it. Actually, I'm an obituary writer now. I got promoted last week. And what do you do?

John: I... just told you. I'm a detective.

Bianca: Oh, I didn't think you were serious... Wow, you must be a good one.

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John Mole

Currently working as a surveillance operator, John is in a stable position in his intelligence career, but he doesn't seem to be progressing that steadily in his private life.

After breaking up with Sharon Wirth, he has tried approaching Natasha Una.

...it didn't end well. They definitely had a sort of special chemistry, the artist and the spy, the oddballs of the neighbourhood... but they just didn't work out. Their differences were too big to ignore, and they couldn't keep up a romantic relationship. Still, they agreed to stay good friends.

But he didn't feel lonely. He still enjoyed spending his free time spying on the neighbours through his telescope, it kind of felt like company to him.

Being a detective of course came with the disadvantage of making enemies quite easily.

Malcolm: Good day Mr. Mole, I came here personally to kindly ask you to cease your investigative activity around the sources of the contents of my bank account, if possible, immediately.

John: And why should I do such a thing, turning my back on my job responsibility, Mr. Landgraab, if I may kindly ask?

Malcolm: Because... I can compensate you, kindly, Mr. Mole.

John: For risking my career? I assure you KiNdLy, you cannot.

Malcolm: Then? Should I list the consequences of you continuing your... investigation?

John: The only consequence is that you'll get fined, or better yet, banned from operating businesses in SimNation for tax fraud and embezzlement.

Malcolm: Listen, you... y-you leech. You don't know how much influence I've got. I've got the power to get you fired and make sure no place will ever employ you again.

John: Yeah right, and I've got the power to increase your legal penalties, so I advise you get going now and respect my private space.

Malcolm: Oh so NOW we're talking respecting privacy?!

John: Avoiding taxes is not part of your inalienable right to privacy, Mr. Landgraab.

Malcolm: You're going to regret this! Kindly!!!

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But things just weren't that easy with Sharon. Even despite her growing feelings for Mr. Mole, she couldn't stop having fun with other men, including the similarly unfaithful Carlos Contender.

It's not easy to hide things from a literal spy, especially when you choose to dance with your illicit lover in a busy downtown club. John caught his "girlfriend" kissing Carlos and although he wasn't surprised, he was still deeply disappointed and heartbroken. He thought they were doing good, Sharon promised to be exclusive with him, was she just pretending the whole time? John felt betrayed and told Sharon he never wanted to see her again.