“Yes, I am he.”

From Create Your Own Story

You gesture for her to enter, and you close the door behind you as she steps inside.

"That'd be me, miss. What can I do for you?"

"Not possible," she replies. "If you were Iosif Kulinsky, you'd have tried to shoot me the second I said your name."

Huh. My reputation precedes me. "Okay, you're right," you reply agreeably. "Name's Joey. I'm just a lowly tenement manager. No one someone like you would ever pay attention to."

"I'm Tanya," she giggles. She pulls out an FSS badge. "So you thought if you pretended to be Iosif Kulinsky, you could get in my pants?"

"Hope springs eternal in a man's dick," you respond.

"Wouldn't have worked," she laughs. "If you were Mr. Kulinsky I'd have placed you under arrest."

"Oh well," you grunt. "It was just a thought."

"I'll show myself out," Tanya says, rising. "And believe me, there's no way you could ever get a woman like me." She walks to the door, then turns back for one last verbal blast. "Typical American pig."

That was close. Thank God Americans have a reputation of being sexist pigs. Tanya didn't look for more motivation than that.

You maintain an even lower profile than before, hardly leaving your apartment except to change a light bulb or fix a thermostat, until you die peacefully in your sleep a few years later.