Loretta snorted. "<span style="color: purple">I'm buying because I'm the one with caps, and I'm sure not many would take to me stripping or something for some.</span>" She gave a shrug. "<span style="color: purple">But hey, to each hi own, eh?</span>"<br/><br/>When the bartender made his offer, Loretta nodded. "<span style="color: purple">Yeah, that oughta do. When you can suck down five doses of Jet get nothing, it's probably a given that you can take a hit of pretty much anything else without any problems.</span>"<br/><br/>Taking the offered piece of fruit from Emma, Loretta replied to her, "<span style="color: purple">Darion? We got wrapped together like that because we both saw your poster and met the Gangers at the same time. I was in it for the chance at money and to wipe one more scumbag from the face of the Earth. I do that kinda thing, y'know.</span><br/><br/>"<span style="color: purple">But then, it turns out you're not too bad. Bitchier than I am, but you sure as Hell aren't some mass murderer. Good to know.</span>" She took the drink when it was offered, and had a swallow to test it out. It made the roof of her mouth and what was left of her nose burn. "<span style="color: purple">Some good shit...</span>"<br/><br/>She looked at Emma with a soft smile. "<span style="color: purple">Yeah, I imagine it would have. Still, we're lucky to have had everyone else with us, or that deathclaw would've mauled us all.</span>" Propping he head on one hand while resting her elbow on the bar, Loretta just watched Emma's face redden before she'd even had a drink. Yeah, they were connecting. Just how had yet to be seen, but she imagined they'd be stuck together for quite some time.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>