As the four Vault Hunters were presented, the camera zooms out through the back of the bus (thus avoiding any other possible confrontation with Seras), and the song ends with the skag being run over by both left tires, and landing into the camera lens.  Black out.<br/><br/>The camera slowly pans up along Marcus’ side.  He is sitting inside the bus, with a Marcus Kincaid bobblehead (yes, really.  He’s carrying a bobblehead of his own image.  How much of a narcissist can you get?  I mean, seriously, does he kiss himself good morning in the mirror?  Sheesh…) Anyway…  Yeah, a Marcus bobblehead and an empty bottle of beer rested right next to the gearbox.  He glanced over his shoulder and spoke up.<em>“Next stop: Fyrestone Depot. Time to gather up your stuff!”</em>He chuckled as he tapped the bobblehead, knocking the empty bottle away.<br/><br/><em>“Who's gettin' off the bus? You, the skinny kid with the sword and the elegant dress? Are you heading for a ball, or a Halloween kiddie party? And you, soldier man? Are those dog-tags from the Crimson Lance you're wearing? And what's with your getup, young lady?  Watched one too many war movies, with porn taped half-way over it?  And you, the spitfire in the back... I'm not going to make fun of you. Your burps smell of blood, and you growl like a rabid animal. Anyway... I've got some advice for all of you. It's tough out there, and you won't be able to just beat up on whatever you please until you're ready. Sure, you can take from the bandits or find things in the wild, but equipment you buy from my stores are guaranteed! And if you die, you can't get your money back because you're dead! I kid! No need to be so serious here. And if you're looking for the Vault, well, you're going to have your work cut out for you. So don't be afraid to spend what it takes to get the equipment you need. You listen to Marcus. I come from seven generations of merchants and I'm the best. Want to know why? Cause I'm making it out here, in this place!”</em><br/><br/>Suddenly, the group’s vision blur.  There is a flash of white, and all four see a woman with pale skin, black hair, and piercing blue eyes.  Although her lips and face barely move, her voice is crystal clear in their ears…  Or is it their minds?<strong>"Don't be alarmed. I need you to stay calm and don't let on that anyone is talking to you. Start making your way off the bus. You don't have any reason to trust me, but I need you to believe that I'm here to guide you - I'm here to help you find the Vault.”</strong>With those words, the vision becomes slightly translucent, and the team can see a “WELCOME” sign flashing to the left of the bus, which slows and finally stops.  The woman continues to speak in their heads.<strong>“In a moment, you'll be greeted by a funny little robot. Do everything he says. You'll know what I mean when it happens. I'll contact you again soon." - Upon arriving in Fyrestone.”</strong>And the vision disappears soon afterwards.<br/><br/>One by one, they gather their things and huddle to the front of the vehicle.  There is an awkward moment of silence as Marcus is looking at the front of the vehicle, waiting, and then kind of realises that the four Vault Hunters are still in the vehicle.<em>“Well, we're here.”</em>He laughs a fake, enthusiastic chuckle.<em>“Don't worry about saying goodbye. I'm sure we'll be doing this all again soon enough. Haha…”</em>He stops laughing, and his face becomes a serious frown.<em>“Get off my bus.”</em>The folding door slides open.  Moments later, they are standing besides Marcus’ bus, which slowly rolls away, and soon fades from sight.  There is nothing but a dry wind blowing in their faces, and the punishing morning sun in their faces.<br/><br/><span class="bbc_u">Welcome to Pandora, <del>bitches</del> Vault Hunters!</span>