The more I think about it, the more it rustles my jimmies. Seriously, we're given no options, we just have to sit back and get the business from lackeys and mooks during an obvious setup. It's like you're in a diner having breakfast, and several tables away there's a stereotypical evil dude with a cape, top-hat, and long mustache that he constantly twirls while going "MWA HAHAHA! MWA HAHAHA!" He gets up, grabs a stool, and bludgeons one of the waitresses to death with it; the other two dozen people in the place sitting a few feet away keep eating and never notice her shrieks or beating. Then he glides up to your table, gently sets the stool seat-down on top of your waffles, and rushes back to his chair with a final "MWA HAHAHA!" All of a sudden one of the other patrons looks up at you and yells "OH MY GOD, YOU JUST KILLED THE WAITRESS!"