|Phew! You guys found me!|
I tried to deliver supplies to Grandmamma, but she was acting strange.
She kept looking at me with hungry eyes.
I got scared, so I ran and hid in here! She's still in the next room.
|Are you sure it was Grandmamma?
||Meh, I just followed directions. I'm not an expert on Ghouls.
|Did she have large eyes, large hands, and a large mouth?
||She did! Come to think of it, maybe it was a Deathclaw.
|What about the supplies?
||Well, it took you guys a while, and I was getting hungry, so I ate all the cakes.
|Is that you, sweetie?|
Come closer... My eyes aren't what they used to be.
Did you bring me more of those sweet cakes?
|What's this we heard about you ogling our delivery girl?
||Oh, that must have been my Fido. Found him in the Wasteland, poor little doggie...
|Sorry, we're out of sweet cakes, but we have some yellow ones...
||Oh, those give me heartburn. And radiation poisoning.
|Is this really you, Grandmamma?
||Of course! Here, have some peppermint candy. It's over 200 years old!