Coming into the crazy wasteland that was the Commonwealth was no easy feat. Nearly getting eaten by a Deathclaw, mutant bugs, and a bunch of weirdos in hats with laser muskets, it was nuts. But you managed to get well on your way, meeting and knowing Piper for a while. Nice girl, she was, not really much to complain about. Other than the fact she was convinced everyone was a Synth.

But it came to your attention of her most recent issue of Public Occurrences. It went through her standard ramblings about how the mayor was a Synth, maybe, and how the Institute where horrible people. Until she saw that she wrote a different kind of column. Diamond City's most eligible bachelor/bachelorette.

It was you.

Barging into her office, Piper looked up, about to greet you until you held up the newspaper. Pausing for a moment, she gave a nervous chuckle. Why was she blushing!?

Piper: "Yeah, uh, about that..."