You were one of the 10 percent of humans that survived the nuclear apocalypse. You didn't see anyone for days, you just walked through the sandy, deserted land, looking for food. One day, you saw someone in revealing clothing. She was a well endowed dancer by the look of it, she must've also been scavenging. She saw you, and walked over "Hey, another human, how's it going, Cutie?~"