"Tenpenny's de one hirin' us, soun's like. House runs dis territory, prob'ly jus' providin' de meetin' place an' de supply caps." Del said in answe to the women's questions, but just as quickly the kid went and opened his mouth too. He thought about cuffing him upside the head, but he was too comfortable in his seat to move right now. "It's half an' half. Second Gen'ation Supah Mutants be dumb as hell an' crazy violen', yeah. First Gen'ation 'bout mellow out afta' nine'y year o'so. Dey de ones dat talk to ya an' be nice-like." Then he turned his head over toward Scrap and cleared his throat a bit.

"Nigh'kin be...eh...lil' crazy. Dem Stealthboys dey use mess wit' their brains an' such. Schitzophrenia an' such. Hear ol' Marcus got some cure fo' it now, though. Dis one seem harmless."