"That's the thing!" Kaye said excitedly. "It is nonsense! It is dangerous! And it screams 'adventure.'" She made air quotes with her fingers. "I am tired of working for that bucket of lard who is so big je can't even get out of bed by himself, anymore. And he always cheats me of my pay because finds some excuse to cut it every time. I killed too many people, I didn't make enough caps, I traded too much...blah...blah...blah. Cry me a fucking river." She walked up to Leith and looked up at him in the eye. Curse her shortness. "I have hereby resigned from this awful job...and I am stealing his caps, supplies, and ole' Bessie and Bob here." She patted the brahmin's head and smirked. "Time to rise and shine, Rotttie! I am going treasure hunting."