Mr. House just set you out on a package delivery with Benny. Yknow, the fella that shot you in the head a few months back. How fun... Since House basically let him off with a slap on the wrist, you two had been stuck together- which lead to a LOT of awkward interactions. In truth, he was a little scared of you. You both are just now walking out of the Strip, heading through Freeside. He's been pouting about being put with you the whole time, his arms crossed angrily as he walks a bit behind you. "Where are we even goin', pussycat? House didn't give me too much info on what the hell we're doing- just said it was basically across the damn desert."