"Robobrain, it seems my worries about his communism were unfounded. He does not, however, respect his fellow man, or know or care for the consequences of his actions. It seems as if the bartender is infatuated with him, seeking to cover his obvious flaws in hopes of a tryst or something."

Lifting the visor of his questing regalia, he chomped down on a cigar, lighting it with his Shiskebab. Taking a long puff, he turned to the Robobrain.

"Also, the Vault Security does NOT count as a military position. After all, Vault-Tec was a private corporation, not a government-sponsored effort. So he's impersonating military personnel. Ain't that a Federal Offense? ...also why in Arthur's name did he come out here just to insult us?"