Jack sighed looking the girl over. "I need someone who can fight and follow orders, fixer holds off the addiction. Takes about a week of use to help you get over it. Point is I don't mind the drugs just use them when you need them rather for a high. Fixer will also let you travel with me, help spread out hits.""I got the caps Kitten, be ready. Were going after that big stuff." He said ominously turning to greet the two new men having a seat beside them. 

Jack smiled looked them both over quickly, they were ones alright. He'd told the sheriff about a stash of guns some raiders had found, The sheriff decided to find someone to deal with it. "Davis put there drinks on my tab." Davis sighed handing both men there drinks. 

The bartender sighed."You realize that on your tab I owe you money right?"

Jack smiled. "Yep." He turned to both the men with a smile. "I'm guy Three Dog keeps calling the vault dweller, I was the one who reported the raider armory. You two find anything good? I'm a weapons tech, be willing to fix it up for free." He told them as Davis brought there drinks over.