As our character began lining up his shot, two figures emerged from the bunch. They were, in the parlance of the digital age, "event dolls." These weren't NPC pursuit givers or battle-hardened allies. They were ... there. Their pixels seemed a little better, their animations a little smoother than the ordinary club client. They approached the billiards table with an almost unsettlingly worked with gait, their dialogue boxes popping up with flirtatious, if inevitably pre-programmed, lines. Were these two the digital equivalent of selecting up a side-quest on a Friday night? Was this an opportunity encounter leading to unimaginable keys, or merely a fleeting distraction before the more serious adventuring began? The effects was clear: the evening, until now just a simple attempt at relaxation, will get a whole lot more ... complicated.