âWell, well, well. Look who we have here,â if avoiding confrontation had been Joelâs goal, perhaps he wouldnât have sounded quite so accusatory right off the bat. Then again, the Courier had something of a reputation of being a soft touch - until he wasnât, at least - so there was little hesitation in the way Joel took a seat right beside Lincoln.
âThe asshole who wiped out my best payinâ clientele on his way through the Mojave. Iâm gonna have to start sellinâ to the NCR if the âGangers keep droppinâ like flies, man.â He doesnât have a drink on hand - and like hell is he going to pay for one - so a hand drops into his pocket and fishes out a cigarette so he can occupy himself. âUnless, of course, youâre interested in a steady stream of chems yourself...â