Vor Shinse sighed, mentally. The man was either British or had seen one too many holotapes, although there was no telling how he would have gotten here from the British Isles, of all places... His gaze didn't escape her notice either and she briefly considered using his perversion to her advantage so she could get a few extra caps out of him, but that was a slippery slope. All it took was one mistake and this guy bragging in a bar before she was getting cornered in some dark place, surrounded by expectant characters. And she really didn't want to get kicked out for murder so soon after arriving. Instead, she forced a smile. Perhaps "charm" would work just as well as skin.

"Oh, dear. Lawrence, the Brotherhood solider who told me to come here, said you could really help me out..." She said, pulling the name from some part of her mind that had barely been paying attention.

"He said you were the best [i]man[/i] to see and that you could really help a lady out... He said you'd would give me at least 500 caps for this haul and even told me to tell you he'd put in a good word in with a certain someone if you helped me out..." Inwardly, she was almost disgusted with herself but outwardly she was hoping she appeared polite and submissive, two words that were rarely, if ever, used to describe her.

[@Simple Unicycle]