Welcome to the Clara Bella. I apologize for not greeting you at the door, but you’ve come at a bad time.

You’re telling me. There’s super mutants all over the plaza.
It’s not the mutants outside that I’m worried about.

What’s the problem?
Not what, but who. We’re having difficulties with a new client. It’s my fault, really. I should’ve known better than to let a mutant inside.

Not surprising. Bad things tend to happen wherever I go.
Then perhaps you’d consider leaving and taking the mutant upstairs with you.

There’s a mutant inside the brothel?
He’s been living in the VIP suite for three days now, and we don’t exactly have the muscle to get rid of him.

Why did you let a mutant into the brothel?
Well, he seemed nice enough, and it’s bad business to turn away customers.
Unfortunately, I don’t think he quite understood what type of services we offer.

Let me guess, he’s into some real kinky shit.
No, it’s actually the opposite. I don’t think he even knows what sex is.

He’s a mutant. He doesn’t understand anything if you don’t speak in grunts.
If only you were right. Maybe then he would’ve never taken my girl up on her offer.

That’s because Super Mutants don’t like women. They like steroids.
Well in that case, maybe I can lure him out with chems. I have a feeling though he’s not going to give the room up for a bottle of buffout.

Then help him understand. Try reasoning with him.
We’ve been trying, but it’s like speaking to child. And this child will rip your head off just as easily as any doll’s.

So why won’t he leave?
Well, when he first arrived, one of my girls approached him and told him it was one hundred caps for the room.
The problem is he took that phrase literally. Now he’s saying the room is his property and he refuses to leave.
Which of course, makes it impossible to conduct business.
I don’t have many clients who are comfortable having sex with a ten foot mutant standing in the corner.

What if I talked to him?
I don’t suppose it would do any harm. Tell you what, you get him out of here, and I’ll make it worth your while.

I don’t need to tell you what I have to offer. Go upstairs and take a look for yourself.

after ridding the brothel of Charles

You got rid of him, and you didn’t need to spill any blood to do it. I’m impressed.

(alternate)

Wow, I didn’t expect you to kill him, but you got rid of him all the same. I’m impressed.

I’m an impressive person all around.
I won’t deny that. In fact, I’m sure your talents go far beyond dealing with muties.
And here, you’ll have every opportunity to prove it.
Speaking of which, here’s your reward. Two hundred caps and a discount on everything in the house. Guys, gals, and ghouls.

It was no problem, just trying to help out.
Thanks. Fact is, it’s not often we get people like you in here. Most mercs take the caps up front and walk out the door.

Sure, but promise me the next time a mutie walks in here, you’ll shoot him in the dick.
You’ve got yourself a deal, stranger.

You should see me out in the wastes. I once killed a deathclaw with my bare hands.
Normally I’d say that was the liquor talking, but given the way you handled yourself here, I almost believe you.

You’re welcome back here any time.

We’ve got a broad selection here. Best in all of D.C.