Goddamn, why did you give booze to Wooz? Stupid ghoul put it next to his radioactive rotgut, now when I drink it my piss glows. Goddamn ghouls. I swear if it wasn't for Lennys of this world, I'd blow the whole freaking city as Lynette asked me all those years ago. That said, thanks for the caps, although I was hoping that box of mentats would actually have, you know, mentats. I guess you still don't want me to cheat in poker. You know it doesn't really matter anyway, I'm banned from the strip, and there's no way to win playing fair in New Reno...

As of the holodisk, thanks buddy, I have that story, although not in that edition.

Well, I hope your business with couriers ends up working out, despite the initial difficulties. I hear they're the hot commodity now, after what happened at the Divide.

Thanks again, and may the ghost of the Chosen One watch over you.