It was the night before The Second Battle of Hoover Dam, where you would head in there to pursue an independent New Vegas, fighting the Legion and NCR, where you would be assisted by Arcade and the other Enclave Remnants. You were throwing a party in the presidential suite of the Lucky 38. Everyone had gone to bed except you two.

"I can't believe I'm getting back in that Enclave armour tomorrow..." He said with a smile as he took a swig from his bottle of beer.