The Epic Tale of The Silver Shroud

Hello, Hello, Goodneighbor!

The two vault dwellers arrived in Goodneighbor, greeted by the usual sight of shady figures and that horrid smell.

It wasn't much, but it was a place to stay.

The two walked to where they needed to go, Hotel Rexford. They needed to stay there in Goodneighbor for a week or two to help with synths, to try and help the Railroad after helping them with decoding a courser chip. They got a room and Artyom sat down on the bed, exhausted.

"Ay, блин, the way from HQ to here is real tough, I think I might need a bit more than a stim and a drink." Mini giggled at her partner's exaggeration, wandering around the room, looking for something to do.

"What are we gonna do here Artyom? We're staying here for a while, so we better find somethin' to do while we wait for synths to roll in." Mini leaned against a closet door, not noticing the small creak that came from the old wood. Artyom looked in his bag.

To his disappointment, no alcohol.

"Hey, we can go to the Third Rail! Mac might be there, and I know Mags'll be there." Mini sighed, she didn't really like to drink, but there was nothing else better to do.

"Alright, let's go to the bar. Might find something to do there other than watch you get drunk."

[At The Third Rail]

Ham greeted the two, tipping his hat to them. Mini waved back with a smile, while Artyom nodded at the ghoul. Mini found ghouls so fascinating, they lived for a really really long time, and she could share stories with most of them about life before the war.

They got to the bar, and the Mr. Handy tending the bar rolled all three eyes at the two blue-suited idiots as they walked over to him. "Oi, Artyom! Whot're you doin' 'ere? You 'ere to run me all outta vodka again?"
Artyom laughed, "You know it, Charlie! Oh, Я забыл, I need something for Mini too, she doesn't really drink all that much."

WhiteChapel Charlie looked at Mini, who was somewhat hiding behind her taller companion. "Oh, Mini! I didn't see ya' there, luv. How're you doin'?"
Mini stepped out from behind her russian friend, "Good, WhiteChapel, how are you?" The robot handed Artyom his drink. "Good, good. Oi, Artyom! Your boyfriend's in the VIP room, go give 'em hell! He still hasn't payed off his tab!"

Artyom sighed, "For the last time, Macready's not my boyfriend!" He then walked off to go find his mercenary 'friend'. Mini sat on one of the bar stools, gazing at Magnolia, who was singing in the background of the whole exchange.

"If you got style and you know how to please...
And a smile that makes me weak in the knees...
If you're a guy who is gentle and tough,
You might be the man who's man enough,"

Mags noticed Mini looking over at her, and winked at her saying, "Baby, that's you," Mini jumped, "I see you over there~" Mini's face flushed brighter red than Mags' dress, and she quickly turned away, causing the singer to giggle. She resumed singing the song, and Charlie laughed. "She's a heartthrob, ain't she? Brings in most of the customers, if ya' ask me."

Mini looked down at the counter, "Hey, Whitechapel, d-do you have any Nuka Quantum? I'm- thirsty..." Charlie laughed again, this time at the girl's choice of words, "Of course, Luv, right away."