| Attributes | Values |
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| rdfs:label
| - DLC03FarHarborLastPlankF01Waitress.txt
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| dcterms:subject
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| dbkwik:fallout/pro...iPageUsesTemplate
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| response
| - Take your time.
- {Trying to butter up the PC / Pleading} Don't believe any of that family business garbage. Mitch needs you.
- I hope mainlanders tip better than my regulars. Whatcha need?
- {concerned, hoping / Concerned} Mitch sent him some of the... Fog Condensers? So he might still be alive; he's safe from the Fog.
- {Smart alec / Irritated} Well, Captain Avery didn't.
- {In awe / Awed} Did you really kill the Queen? The Mariner said you did.
- All sorts of Old World booze. We carry Vim!, too.
- {Ignores Mitch's warning tone, Pleading to PC / Pleading} Ma'am. Mitch's too damned proud. But we're worried about Uncle Ken.
- Certainly.
- {Agrees with PC / Friendly} Captain's been saying that for years. Certainly his uncle's in need.
- Grab me if you need me later.
- I get you.
- I... uh... You're kind of a big deal. Wow.
- If you don't like the service, there's the door.
- If you got caps, we got the goods.
- If you need a room, see Mitch.
- Just flag me over if you need me.
- Mitch won't say it but: thank you.
- Oh, I think Tink likes you. Here, kitty.
- {Grateful, takes strength from the PC / Confident} You hear that, Mitch? Even someone like her would ask for help.
- Thanks for helping Mitch.
- We got what you need.
- We're the only bar in town.
- Well take a load off until you decide.
- Well, don't loiter too long, then.
- Well, if you change your mind.
- Well, maybe later, then.
- What's your order, sweety?
- You got my attention.
- You want a drink?
- {Explaining, genuine concern / Concerned} Uncle Ken's the last one still living on the island. The last hold out.
- {Impressed} He actually did it.
- {Impressed} She actually did it.
- {Relieved} We were worried about him.
- And before you ask, Vim! is an islander favorite. But it may pack more punch than the stuff you're used to.
- You hear that, Mitch? Even someone like him would ask for help.
- {Firm / Stern} If you want me to work in this flea-ridden bar of yours, you'll watch your tone.
- The Plank's the only bar in town. So if you need a drink, don't be shy.
- {Gentle, teasing / Amused} Mitch's at a loss for words.
- {Pleading} Sir. Mitch's too damned proud. But we're worried about Uncle Ken.
- {Nervous} Mitch. I mean. Since he did the Captain's Dance. Maybe... your uncle?
- {Unsteady, but this is important / Nervous} Mitch. I mean. Since she did the Captain's Dance. Maybe... your uncle?
- {Defiant} Aw, Tink don't mean anything by it, Mitch.
- You want a bite, either Mitch or I can take your order.
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| srow
| - 2(xsd:integer)
- 6(xsd:integer)
- 12(xsd:integer)
- 18(xsd:integer)
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| abxy
| - A
- A1a
- A2a
- A3a
- A4a
- B1a
- B2a
- X1a
- X2a
- Y1a
- Y1b
- B3a
- B4a
- X3a
- X4a
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| trow
| - 2(xsd:integer)
- 4(xsd:integer)
- 6(xsd:integer)
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| scene
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| Before
| - Player Default: And the others we find floating face down in the harbor. But not you!
- Mitch: Your damned cat knocked something over. Again.
- DLC03MaleMitch: Everyone! Make way.
- DLC03MaleUncleKen: My boy!
- Mitch: Here. I... I...
- Mitch: I fear we had you all wrong.
- Mitch: That's my own family business.
- Mitch: That... That's cause for celebration.
- Player Default: If my family was in trouble, I'd do anything to help them.
- Player Default: I'm thinking about it.
- Player Default: Let's see what you have.
- Player Default: No, thanks.
- Player Default: What do you have to drink?
- Mitch: Crazier than a bag full of starved Mole Rats, he is.
- Player Default: I don't want to intrude on anything personal.
- Player Default: For Pete's sake, pride is going to be the death of you lot.
- Mitch: I swear, her tail's a menace. Does she even know it's attached to her bleeding hide?
- Player Default: You hear that, Mitch? Even someone like her would ask for help.
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| After
| - Mitch: But the campground's got to be swarming with god knows what.
- Mitch: Right, holier than thou Avery got the right of it. And thanks for reminding me. *sigh*
- Mitch: He really is all right? Do you think he's safe?
- Mitch: Fine.
- Mitch: Hush now. I owe you one.
- Mitch: That's my own family business.
- Player Default: If my family was in trouble, I'd do anything to help them.
- Player Default: Let's see what you have.
- Mitch: Don't pester her, Debby. Of course she did. Now this is what a bad ass looks like.
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