Frieda Lane/Dialogue

==XPD_AC_Dialogue_FriedaLane==
#	Dialog Topic	Form ID	Response Text 	Script Notes
 	 	 	Oh yes. I'm glad my feelings came across clearly. I wouldn't want you thinking I like them or anything. They're criminals. 	Sassy and proud of her unwillingness to flatter the mafia and the Showmen when she doesn't actually mean it.
 	 	 	The only reason they're still around is because their "business" brings tourists in. 	Putting them down harshly.
 	 	 	We need tourists in Atlantic City to make enough money to keep our civilians alive. Make sense? 	Sharing her predicament. She hates the mafia and the Showmen, but also needs them.
 	 	 	They're a bunch of thugs who think they're entertainers because they wear costumes and speak all fancy. 	Judging the Showmen sarcastically. She does not think highly of them at all.
 	 	 	I'd rather moonwalk through a minefield than attend one of their shows. Are you starting to get a good picture of Atlantic City now? 	Trying to think of clever ways to express her disapproval.
 	 	 	They're a bunch of thugs who think they're businessmen because they wear suits and have "culture." 	Sharing her very negative opinion on the mafia. She despises them as they personally tried to rob her and her husband in the past. Sarcastic.
 	 	 	I'd rather spend my caps on a root canal than in that sorry excuse of a casino. 	Knows this would insult them more than anything. Root canals are typically very painful.
 	 	 	Maybe you'll start to see a pattern here. Next question, please. 	Sassy and confident.
 	 	 	All right. Anything else on your mind? 	A bit distracted and worried by her own thoughts, but still open to talking to the player.
 	 	 	Anything else on your mind? 	Open to other questions.
 	 	 	Short attention span, probably. I assume "muni" is short for "municipal." As in, "municipal government", which is what we are. 	A bit annoyed explaining how the municipal government got their slang nickname.
 	 	 	I think the Family and the Showmen were the ones who started it up. Meant to be derogatory, no doubt. 	Finds their attempts to be insulting laughable.
 	 	 	We don't care much to stop it. We've got bigger problems than a nickname. Formally, we're known as the Mayor's Office. 	Doesn't really care what people call the government since they take on much bigger fights every day.
 	 	 	Let's see now. There's my department, the Power Production and Management Division. 	Trying to gather her thoughts to explain the various departments of the civilian government to the player.
 	 	 	We produce electricity and distribute it. I also handle the Water Purification and Distribution Division. 	Recounting her duties.
 	 	 	Same thing, just with clean water instead of power. There's the Internal Revenue Service. Buttercup heads that. 	Recounting all of the departments of the government.
 	 	 	They're in charge of...uh, collecting taxes to keep everything running. They're the auditors you've probably seen around town. 	Skipping over the minor detail that the auditors are ruthless thugs.
 	 	 	Then there's the Agricultural and Caravanning Services. Tim oversees that himself. 	Explaining her husband's duties.
 	 	 	He manages the output of the farms on the outskirts and ensures the farmers and their farmhands are all properly compensated. 	Explaining her husband's duties.
 	 	 	Additionally, they distribute food in the city so no one goes hungry. They also trade with the caravans 'round here for essentials. 	Outlining her husband's responsibilities.
 	 	 	There's the Emergency Services Division. Anna runs that. They're the paramedics and firefighters. Dispatchers. 	Casually listing off the duties of the Emergency Services Division.
 	 	 	She makes sure every emergency is addressed and that the right people are sent to handle it. 	Outlining Anna's duties with a sense of pride.
 	 	 	Finally, there's the Pine Barrens Forestry Division, led by Sloane. They're basically our park rangers. They handle the Overgrown threat. 	This department is newer, and a bit of a grim topic.
 	 	 	You won't see them around City Hall much as they spend the day usually scouting the perimeter of the city. 	Speaking casually.
 	 	 	To be blunt, we handle basically everything. Electricity, food, clean water, trade, medicine, security... 	It may seem like she's bragging, but she's actually just being honest.
 	 	 	We make sure the people of Atlantic City are taken care of. It's exhausting work, but no one else is going to do it. 	She finds her work to be noble and essential. It's also a lot of work, and she knows most people are not selfless enough to do it.
 	 	 	Okay. Is there anything else you need? 	Open to talking, friendly.
 	 	 	She fled the city. Least, that's what Tim told me. Like I said, she wasn't the bravest. She knew she couldn't handle it. 	Seems to have just taken Tim's word for it. She never thought highly of Carly. Doesn't seem too keen on the player asking about this.
 	 	 	Dunno where she went. I haven't seen her since. 	Doesn't seem concerned about this in the slightest.
 	 	 	Ha! Now that's a story. Back in the day, the mayor was a woman named Carly Day. A bland career politician. And a notorious coward. 	Finds the whole story of how her husband came to be mayor to be amusing. She clearly doesn't respect Carly, or anyone she deems to be a coward.
 	 	 	When the bombs dropped, she let the mafia and the entertainers who would become the Showmen run wild doing whatever they wanted. 	She thinks this was a totally reckless and stupid decision.
 	 	 	People were starving and getting sick from dirty water. There was no electricity. They were ready to riot. 	Describing a very dismal scene, underlying how dangerous Atlantic City was back then.
 	 	 	Turns out, entertainment doesn't matter much when you're on death's door. The Family got desperate, and they came knocking on the farms for food.	Holds a lot of disdain towards the mafia for doing that. They had initially attempted to rob her and her husband's farm.
 	 	 	They underestimated Tim, that's for sure. After he shot their whole raiding party, they got on their knees and pleaded for food. 	Proud of her husband for taking a stand against the mafia.
 	 	 	So he marched over to City Hall and confronted Carly. Shotgun in hand. Needless to say, she stepped down, and he stepped up. 	Seems to be conveniently skipping over what really happened to Carly and painting Tim as a total hero.
 	 	 	I came with him to help, obviously. We got a group of charitable Samaritans to join up. We've been running things around here ever since. 	Ending the story on a happy note, although it's possible something is missing.
 	 	 	We were farmers. Lived on the outskirts of Atlantic City. 	Recounting her early life with Tim with positive nostalgia.
 	 	 	He was my high school sweetheart. Tim's family had been farmers for generations, and he was set to take over the family farm. 	Recounting her life story with positive memories.
 	 	 	I felt stuck. I felt I had to choose between him and pursuing my engineering degree. 	Laying out the problems she faced as a young woman having to choose between love and her career.
 	 	 	But we made it work. Tim promised to help me pay for my degree with the profits from the farm. So we married, and he kept his word. 	She clearly respects Tim a lot for keeping his word and putting her education first.
 	 	 	I ended up using my expertise to fix up our equipment. It gave us a competitive edge in the area. 	Proud of her work.
 	 	 	Oh, yes. I realize I don't really look the part of a mayor's wife, but if you haven't noticed, the world ended. 	Laughs a bit in the beginning. She finds it funny that she does not look like a polished politician.
 	 	 	I doubt schmoozing and political greasing matter much these days. 	Making a joke pertaining to how none of this stuff even matters considering the world ended.
 	 	 	The power grid's running just fine, yet here I am running on fumes. 	A bit frustrated and tired. Remarking on how she devotes all of her energy to keeping the city running.
 	 	 	If those Overgrown get into the generators again, I swear I'm going to cut them down like a pine tree on Christmas. 	Angry at the problems the Overgrown keep creating for her.
 	 	 	Just cross the green wire over the blue and then...no, that's not right. 	Talking to herself as she works. A bit frustrated.
 	 	 	I'm starting to miss farm life. Things used to be so simple. 	Mournful, nostalgic for a simpler time when she wasn’t so overworked.
 	 	 	Sometimes I wonder what the point of all this is. No one seems to appreciate anything we do. 	Experiencing self-doubt. She’s not sure if all the work she does is really worth it.
 	 	 	If we have another brownout, my gray hairs will grow gray hairs. 	Making a joke about how stressful losing power is.
 	 	 	How the hell does Buttercup maintain his muscles with such little protein in his diet? 	Genuinely befuddled as to how he is so buff.
 	 	 	Occasionally it feels like Tim and I aren't a couple, but a throuple. The third being Atlantic City, of course. 	Making a joke on how dedicated her and her husband are to the city.
 	 	 	Had a dream last night I had a day off. It was more of a nightmare, because the city fell apart immediately. Maybe a vision? 	Comedically musing on the fact that her taking a day off would lead to total ruin.
 	 	 	It's a beautiful day outside, so long as my eyes are closed. 	Making a sarcastic joke.
 	 	 	Tim's a good man. And you'd do well to know this city's in short supply of good men. Just go take a walk in the Entertainment District. 	Referencing the fact that the other factions are basically criminals. Tim is her husband and she admires him greatly. A bit defensive of his reputati
 	 	 	If you're looking for coffee, I'm pretty sure Anna already drank all of it. 	A bit amused by this, but just tipping the player off as a warning.
 	 	 	If you ever feel like getting electrocuted, feel free to lend a hand. 	Making a sarcastic joke. She knows her job isn’t very desirable.
 	 	 	You'd have to be either crazy selfless or crazy dumb to want to work for the Mayor's Office. I'm probably both. 	Referring to how many hours they work for little to no pay.
 	 	 	If you need anything, feel free to bother my husband. 	Amused at sending over tasks to Tim.
 	 	 	Can't talk now. Need to reconfigure a few bits and bobbles. 	Wrapped up in her work.
 	 	 	You thinking of sticking around the city center for long? Might want to invest in a swimsuit. 	Making a joke about how flooded the area is.
 	 	 	Sloane's been roaming around the perimeter taking out Overgrown. Can't say I envy her work. 	Commenting on how Sloane, another Muni, is patrolling the city to keep the Overgrown threat under control.
 	 	 	Try not to lose all your money at the casinos. That tends to be a problem around here. 	Commenting on how the city is dominated by vice that often destroys people’s lives.
 	 	 	If anyone gives you trouble, you let me know. I may not be an auditor, but I can sic Buttercup on 'em. 	Motherly protective instincts.
 	 	 	Don't think we've had a chance to chat yet. Figures. Most of the chatting I do is just yelling at faulty wiring. 	Introducing herself for the first time. Friendly and amicable.
 	 	 	I'm Frieda, Frieda Lane. I keep the lights on around here. 	Introducing herself for the first time. Friendly and amicable.
 	 	 	Hmm? Did you need something? 	A bit startled and distracted.
 	 	 	I'm busy, but I can make time if you need it. What's up? 	Overwhelmed, but still friendly.
 	 	 	How's the whole hero thing going? 	Making a sarcastic joke.
 	 	 	If it's bad news, don't even tell me. 	Sarcastic.
 	 	 	Did Tim send you over here? He doesn't look busy, that rascal. 	Playfully suspecting her husband of passing work onto her.
 	 	 	If there's a later. Stay safe out there. 	Making a grim joke, but still wishing the player well.
 	 	 	What do you need to know? 	Open and friendly.
 	 	 	Ask away. 	Casual, open, friendly.
 	 	 	All right. What is it? 	A bit reluctant. She doesn't like hearing criticism of her husband.
 	 	 	Me? Oh, no. I may moan but I've got everything under control. I appreciate your attitude. My husband might have some work for you at some point. 	Surprised by the player's willingness to help.
 	 	 	He's the mayor, but he doesn't look it. 	Making a little joke, since Tim doesn't look like a mayor at all.
 	 	 	I'm an engineer. Well, I'm the lead engineer, technically. 	Speaking bluntly.
 	 	 	I'm the head of the Power Production and Management Division of the Mayor's Office. Or the PPMD, if you want to save time. 	Explaining her responsibilities.
 	 	 	It's a fancy way of saying I make sure the power keeps running and that it's diverted to the right places. 	She doesn't care for long sophisticated names.
 	 	 	I oversee all of the other engineers and electricians. I also train them and send them out if anything goes wrong. 	Speaking colloquially.
 	 	 	Things usually go wrong. 	Making a sarcastic joke.
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