As Erin was sitting in a chair at a bar in the combat zone she sees a man with a fedora looking back and forth from his drink to her. After a about 30 seconds she stand up and ses to the man "I don't like being looked at funny what do you want?" He then stands as well 

"you look out of place here, you a gun for hire?" She then looks at him through the corner of her eye "yea why you looking for protection?" "Yea" the man in the hat ses "I'm heading west to a a small bunker where me and some of my friends are held up. I'm gonna go meet them they sent word they got some money they oah me and they want me to come pick it up. I'll pay you 600 Capps for your services. I'll pay you 200 up front and the rest once we get there."

Erin turns to grabb a cup of whisky "sounds like we got a deal, just let let me grab my gear and we can head off." "Sounds fine to me" the man in the fedora ses. Erin walks to the room she rented for the day and grabbed her .50 cal sniper and the amo for the riffle and the revolver already sitting snugly in her holster, she then reached for her belt with her satchels to hold her amo and grenades.

She then walked back to the bar sat next the man again and sed "its time" and the man slipped a sack of caps into her hand and she poot the sac in her satchel, stood up with the man and walked out the door and strode west where she would get paid in full.