<span style="font-style: italic">"Radioactive as a tv tow-"</span>the radio cut out as Katherine powered down her pip-boy, her left hand lingered on the power button for a moment. A bark snapped her attention back to her surroundings, her traveling companion wagging his tail happily as he barked again. "What did ye find, Shep?" She said, tugging her scarf down off her face and pulling it free from the rest of her clothes. "Let's hope it's something good for the both of us," tying the scarf around her pip-boy she walked over to the excited german shepard. "What is it boy? Come on, show me." The dog bark happily once more and turned away from the woman, pointing his nose towards a town full of multi-colored buildings. "Huh, ye don't see that every day. That must be Gecko Plains that trader told us about, what'd ye think boy?" The dog barked once more and ran off towards the town. "Alright, don't get too far away, I don't got a gun to save yer arse with."<br/><br/>Following Shep lead Katherine to a old telephone pole just outside of the town, with a page of paper flapping in the wind barely hanging off it. She slowed to a stop to allow herself a second to pluck it off the pole. Looking over it she noticed it was a flyer for a job someone needed done, the 300 caps offered at the top piqued her interest. Though not having a fire arm to shoot might hamper the deal. "What do ye think, Shep? Should we go check this out? I think it's a good lead fer work. Yeah, hell, let's do it," Looking up at the sky she mumbled under her breath. "Looks like we got some time to kill, how about we find waterin' hole to wet our tongues? Just make sure to stick close while in town, boy." She started forward again folding the flyer and slipping it into her bag.<br/><br/>It took her admittedly a little too long to decide on a place to try, settling on a place called the "Singin' Deathclaw", a garish building covered in gold gecko hides. "Here looks like a good place as any, aye boy? Just be good in there." Kat whispered down to Shep as she entered the building. The smell of cheap alcohol and sweat hit her nose like a punch to the face. Looking around the bar Kat decided a place at the bar might be the best spot to actually sit. As she stepped through the bar itself towards an open stool she took in the sights, particularly a pair of men sitting at a table with a mole rat. Finally finding and sitting at an open stool she snapped to get the bartender's attention. "Good afternoon, can I get a bottle of whiskey? I got an itch in my throat." After a few moments the bartender handed her an unopened bottle of whiskey and she handed over the caps her requested in return. Katherine quickly popped the lid off the bottle and pushed it to her lips, tipping it back she took a few large gulps as if she were trying to down the bottle in one sitting. After a bit she stopped and placed the bottle down, closing the lid back onto it. "Let's get ye some too, boy" she said before pulling out a small tin bowl from the bag at her side and placing it down on the ground. She then pulled out a small bottle of water and poured some into the bowl for Shep.