Adelise had been making her way from Moriarty's a few minutes go. She wasn't very comfortable there since he was sort of a greedy, selfish, jerk, however, Gob and Nova were there all the time, every day. That was enough of a reason to visit. Plus she got drinks for a discount! That is to say, under Moriarty's nose.
She'd been walking down the creaky walkways passed Megaton's, rude, physician's home when she'd spotted the familiar green armor up ahead at the Brass Lantern. She was slightly anxious to see whether or not it was her buddy, Rick. Infact she was positive once Dogmeat left her side, barking and jumping around the man at the bar.
Jogging after her faithful companion, she stopped little ways away, a hand on her hip. "Hey Rick! Hi Jericho!" she said, smiling.
The man in black glanced at her and scowled. "******** off..."
Adelise frowned. "You know, all I ever do is be nice to you. Why are you such a foul mouthed jerk?"
He swirled around in his seat, looking at her, elbows back on the counter. "Didn't I ask ya to kindly, shut the ******** up?"
"Alright, alright," Adelise murmurred, ruffling Dogmeat's ears and stepping over to the edge of the counter. It's better if she ignored the jackass anyway. She didn't want any problems, afterall.
"So Rick, what brings ya to Megaton?"
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