Little Italy

Ain't that a Kick in the Poker Face [Graviloquence & Little Italy]

Dude I feel that.

Ain't that a Kick in the Poker Face [Graviloquence & Little Italy]

I haven't eaten way more cold pizza since starting college than is healthy

Ain't that a Kick in the Poker Face [Graviloquence & Little Italy]

I'll definitely have more cheat days than I should, but after eating pizza for a week solid last quarter, I'm kinda burnt out anyway XD

Ain't that a Kick in the Poker Face [Graviloquence & Little Italy]

Thats the goal. It's more for health reasons than weight loss. I haven't been feeling well for a long time and my sleep schedule is 30 kinds of fucked, so I figured eating healthy instead of junk would help

Ain't that a Kick in the Poker Face [Graviloquence & Little Italy]

THATS SOUND SO AMAZING OMS. I'm on a paleo diet and I miss pizza

Ain't that a Kick in the Poker Face [Graviloquence & Little Italy]

ARE THEY THAT GOOD

Ain't that a Kick in the Poker Face [Graviloquence & Little Italy]

UGH LUCKYYYY I LOVE EVERYTHING PIZZA

Ain't that a Kick in the Poker Face [Graviloquence & Little Italy]

Ugh pizza bagels are my life

YAS IT'S OKAY YOU GOT THIS

Ain't that a Kick in the Poker Face [Graviloquence & Little Italy]

YOU CAN DO THIS BB

Yooo you go babe proud of you

Ain't that a Kick in the Poker Face [Graviloquence & Little Italy]

Quinn was slightly surprised that he had laughed at her pun, but it did make her glad she had made the decision to stick around and help drag him out of his grave, judging by his seemingly kind demeanor and grateful response to Doc Mitchell's explanation. He appeared to be a good guy who just had a run of some seriously bad luck. She wasn't usually inclined to go out of her way to help anyone really, but she was starting to be glad she had made an exception this time. Decent folks were starting to become a rare commodity, especially where she was from, so it was nice to think her good deed for the decade was keeping one more good man in the land of the living. Now she could take her robot back to the New Vegas in good conscience. She didn't think she would want to do much traveling after that, the comfort and safety of Lucky 38 was highly preferable to the unpredictability and danger of the wastes.

She instinctively took a step forward when Tobias wobbled to his feet, but, surprisingly, he seemed to be holding up well. The doc held out a hand to make sure he was steady before nodding, "Just make sure you take it easy there. I'll be right back, I'll get your things," he said, turning and leaving the room.

"Before you go off delivering your mail or exacting your revenge on whoever put a cap in your noggin," Quinn said as she uncrossed her arms and tucked her hands in her pockets, "You should say hi to Victor. He was pretty anxious about you when we yanked you out of the ground." She still wasn't sure how the robot had even come across Tobias or what even possessed the machine to dig him up in the first place. Still, he would be glad to see the courier on two feet and in one piece.

Mitchell reentered the room a few moments later with a backpack in one hand and what appeared to be a vault suit wrapped around something in the other. He handed Tobias the backpack, "This was everything you had on you. And this," he offered the vault suit and unwrapped the contraption underneath, "Is a suit from the vault I grew up in. Doesn't really suit me now, but our town is sensitive to modesty," he joked with a chuckle, "You can take this Pip-Boy too. No use in it sittin on my shelf gathering dust, I don't use it no more," he added.