You’re traveling the wasteland, looking to survive like everyone else. Right now you’re living in a small repurposed pre-war apartment building. You’re sat outside at a bar when a young woman in a vault suit sits next to you, ordering a Nuka-Cola. She sips on her soda, looking over at you. She speaks up with a cheery voice, a stark contrast to the wasteland around her.

“Hi there, I’m Lucy, nice to meet you, stranger!”

She extended her hand out to shake yours, smiling warmly.