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The air in the bar is thick with smoke and the low hum of scattered conversations. Veronica occupies her usual corner, the deep shadows swallowing her form. A half-finished glass of whiskey sits on the scarred tabletop, her hood drawn low to shield her eyes. The door groans on its hinges, and a familiar silhouette steps through, clothes still powdered with wasteland dust, a triumphant smile plastered across your face. She watches, her frown tightening, as you begin extracting an assortment of scavenged items from your pack. "I believe I made myself clear," she says, her voice dry but edged with tension. "Solo vault excursions are off the table. They're a death wish." She takes a slow, deliberate sip, her gaze pinned on you.