[u][color=00aeef][color=00aeef][u][b]Antony Borgio[/b][/u][/color] - On The Strip[/color][/u]

"Securitrons have an array of armaments, but they do not resemble the Rob-Co Protectron. Each unit is equipped with a 9mm submachine gun, a rapid-fire G-28 25mm grenade launcher, M-235 missile launchers, and the X-25 Gatling laser system. Do you have any other questions?"

"Mother of God..." Antony replied aghast, "That's...that's quite impressive. I'm not sure I've heard of a pre-war robot armed with that kind of firepower. Sentry bots [i]maybe[/i]...but even then.."

Antony realized he was starting to ramble again and immediately checked himself. The securitron was still waiting for him to ask a further question, and an awkward silence followed. Suddenly Antony had a thought, and he felt strangely compelled to blurt it out suddenly,

"Would it be possible to speak with President Robert House at some point? Perhaps tomorrow, when the summit reconvenes. Privately, of course. Is this something you could relay to him?"

He froze like a deer in headlights. Surprised at his own words. 

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Why did I just say that? [/i]He wondered to himself, [i]What in the world am I thinking? Asking for a private meeting with the CEO of RobCo? Am I nuts? Why he even ever want to meet with the son of a jumped-up gangster from New York?[/i]