[color=662d91][b]Lorelei Jones - Drumlin Diner[/b][/color]

“I don’t have strawberries, hard to get out here. But I do have plenty of Mutfruits, I can make a shake out of that for 20 caps.” Ace said as he walked over to the fridge and grabbed milk and the fruit. He heard her say 15, he rolled his eyes and shrugged his shoulders in agreement. “So…Barney, I take it I’m going to have to add this particular mutant to the targeting computer as a friendly? Won’t be easy considering almost all those freaks look similar,” Ace said as he started to prepare the ingredients. He walked over to the blender and put in some milk, chopped mutfruit, and a little ice into the blender. 

Lorelei fumbled around in her pocket, looking for her caps. She scrounged fifteen together and lazily shoved the pile across the counter. “A mutfruit shake?” She looked upward, an exaggerated expression of her thought process. “Sign me up. I've had almost every variant of milkshake known to the world. Except this one, apparently.” She watched as Ace began to stir her drink and leaned onto her elbows. “Perhaps we should get Rook something charming to wear. Like a flower-crown. I wouldn’t shoot a mutant with a flower-crown. Would you?”

Ace grabbed a clean cup and poured the contents of the blender into it, with plenty left for another 2 shakes. He handed her the drink, and went back to stirring the stew. As he stirred he heard Tom approach the woman, he leaned on the counter and tipped his hat at her, “Well hello, young lady. Name is Thomas Beauregard Sykes the III, entrepreneur extraordinary, purveyor of wares far and wide. What might your lovely name be?”

“Tom, hmm? I used to travel with a man named Tom. He was more rugged and charming, though,” she said, with a shit-eating grin on her face that had a satirical quality to it. She kept her eyes fixed on Ace’s work. “My name is Lorelei. Lorelei Jones.” She stretched and let loose a sigh of relief. It was good to get a spot of fresh air. “I can’t say that there’s any facet of my life that I can affix ‘extraordinaire’ to. You’ll just have to settle for junk-hoarder or sharpshooter.”