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{{dialoguefile {{Dialogue Transcript|casino patron|name=casino patrons|in New Reno. {100}{}{You see a casino patron.} {150}{}{You see one of the casino patrons. He looks tired.} {151}{}{You see one of the casino patrons. He has a golden gleam in his eye.} {152}{}{You see one of the casino patrons. He is cupping his face in his hands.} {153}{}{You see one of the casino patrons. He looks a little tipsy.} {154}{}{You see one of the casino patrons. He gives you a broad wink, then staggers off.} {155}{}{You see one of the casino patrons. He is trying to get the waitress's attention.} {156}{}{You see one of the casino patrons. She looks tired.} {157}{}{You see one of the casino patrons. She has a golden gleam in her eye.} {158}{}{You see one of the casino patrons. She is cupping her face in her hands.} {159}{}{You see one of the casino patrons. She looks a little tipsy.} {160}{}{You see one of the casino patrons. She gives you a broad wink, then staggers off.} {161}{}{You see one of the casino patrons. She is trying to get the waiter's attention.} {200}{}{::Claps::} {201}{}{::Cheers::} {202}{}{Way to burn those Enclave bastards! Way to go!} {203}{}{Way to crush the Enclave, } {204}{}{Congrats on stomping the Enclave, } {205}{}{Congrats on stomping the Enclave, } {206}{}{Uh-oh. Get out of the way.} {207}{}{Just looking at him... her... it... *whatever* it is gives me the shivers.} {208}{}{Think that thing's looking to cap anyone?} {209}{}{It's hell's fury given flesh. Uh, underneath the armor, that is.} {210}{}{Stay outta that thing's path.} {211}{}{Talk about dangerous-looking...} {212}{}{*Gulp*} {213}{}{I think that Mr. Roboto dude was scanning me.} {214}{}{I think that walking tank just gave me the stare of death. I'm outta here.} {215}{}{I heard that thing fragged three hitmen just yesterday.} {216}{}{Just looking at him gives me the shivers.} {217}{}{Think he's looking to cap anyone?} {218}{}{Stay outta that man's path.} {219}{}{I think he was looking at me.} {220}{}{I think he just gave me the stare of death. I'm outta here.} {221}{}{I heard he shot down three hitmen just yesterday.} {222}{}{Uh-oh. Get out of the way.} {223}{}{It's hell's fury given flesh.} {224}{}{Talk about dangerous-looking...} {225}{}{*Gulp*} {226}{}{La Femme Nikita, then some.} {227}{}{Just looking at her gives me the shivers.} {228}{}{Think she's looking to cap anyone?} {229}{}{I think she was looking at me.} {230}{}{I think she just gave me the stare of death. I'm outta here.} {231}{}{I heard she shot down three hitmen just yesterday.} {232}{}{What an ass! Uh, bad ass, that is.} {233}{}{You don't look so tough, Mr. Prizefighter.} {234}{}{I got 20 chips riding on ye!} {235}{}{Hey, champ! That last fight was great!} {236}{}{Saw you fight in the ring. Damn good right hook you throw.} {237}{}{You gonna take the fall? I got 30 chips riding on you.} {238}{}{How much you bench?} {239}{}{Where do you work out?} {240}{}{Watch out for the Masticator. He has a taste for ears.} {241}{}{I'd get you a drink if I hadn't blown all my money betting on your opponent.} {242}{}{You don't look so tough, Ms. Left Hook.} {243}{}{Can I see your abdominal muscles flex?} {244}{}{Whoa. Check that out.} {245}{}{Would you look at *that*?} {246}{}{::Mouths the word 'damn.'::} {247}{}{I KNEW I should have shaved today.} {248}{}{Come chat with me for a sec, honey-tits.} {249}{}{Tribals got them tits! Damn!} {250}{}{Check out the rack on that tribal.} {251}{}{That there's the main filly of my herd.} {252}{}{I'd bathe for that woman.} {253}{}{I got your mother lode right here.} {254}{}{Shake it!} {255}{}{Work it!} {256}{}{::Whistles::} {257}{}{Them legs go all the way up?} {258}{}{Daaaaaamn.} {259}{}{You got fries to go with that shake, beautiful?} {260}{}{Maybe she'll dance tonight.} {261}{}{Did you see her latest film? Red hot, man, red HOT.} {262}{}{Excuse me. I have to go to the bathroom and er, comb my hair for a sec.} {263}{}{I'd like to be her underpants.} {264}{}{I'd like to be her underwear.} {265}{}{I'd like to smell her shorts.} {266}{}{That is one foxy bitch.} {267}{}{Damn. All them curves and me with no brakes.} {268}{}{Well, hellloooo stud.} {269}{}{A stallion like you in need of a saddle? I'm free tomorrow night.} {270}{}{What you doing later, sailor?} {271}{}{Can I feel your muscles?} {272}{}{How come you don't pass out when you get erect?} {273}{}{Wanna come over to my place for a drink?} {274}{}{I want to eat my dinner off your chest.} {275}{}{Need a partner for your next film?} {276}{}{::Stares at your biceps.::} {277}{}{Is that some kind of slot machine that's following you around?} {278}{}{Is that a robo-slot machine?} {279}{}{Does your robot do tricks? Uh... magic tricks, I mean.} {280}{}{That sounds crazier than foxes lovin' hens.} {281}{}{Roll the bones.} {282}{}{Baby needs a new pair of shoes...} {283}{}{Damn lowrolling tourists...} {284}{}{Dammit! I was up *53* chips, then...} {285}{}{Of all the rotten luck...} {286}{}{So close!} {287}{}{I'm making bank.} {288}{}{Me? I'm making bank. Watch me go.} {289}{}{House was against me.} {290}{}{Fortune's against me.} {291}{}{Lady Luck, don't fail me now.} {292}{}{The House ha'mercy on me.} {293}{}{Between tips and these drunken spending sprees...} {294}{}{Keep betting like that, and you're going to be calling Golgotha home...} {295}{}{Waitress, another drink!} {296}{}{Waiter, another drink!} {297}{}{These drinks taste... odd.} {298}{}{I got the fever!} {299}{}{Are all my chips gone already?} {300}{}{Luck's a fickle bitch, and so is my mother-in-law.} {301}{}{More slavers in town recently.} {302}{}{Wonder what goes on in the stables outside of town.} {303}{}{Another feud may start soon.} {304}{}{Damned crossroaders all over the place...} {305}{}{Great, another low roller.} {306}{}{I am SO money.} {307}{}{I'll sleep when I'm dead.} {308}{}{Man, I gotta piss. My teeth are swimming.} {309}{}{Man, I gotta drain the snake.} {310}{}{Damn, they'll let anyone in here.} {311}{}{C'mon 7!} {312}{}{You've got moxy, baby.} {313}{}{Who's the big winner tonight? Mikey!} {314}{}{Don't crap out... c'mon...} {315}{}{I've gotta 'jet'... if you know what I mean.} {316}{}{This is SUCH bullshit.} {317}{}{I only lost 60 chips. In the first five minutes, that is.} {318}{}{Red 23! Red 23! C'mon... red 23...} {319}{}{50 chips on Black 15...} {320}{}{Round and round it goes... where it stops, nobody knows...} {321}{}{Way to burn those Enclave bastards! Way to go!} {322}{}{I always knew the President wanted to kill us all.} {323}{}{The President was alive? When was the last election?} {324}{}{Destroyed the Enclave, huh? Well, let me buy you a drink.} {325}{}{Way to crush the Enclave, } {326}{}{With the destruction of the Enclave, you've made this casino a better place for my children. How can I ever thank you?} {327}{}{The Enclave never messed with me, but I'm glad they're gone.} {328}{}{I can't believe the Enclave were still fighting the war after all this time. Idiots.} {329}{}{I felt a great disturbance... as if a hundred evil bastards on an oil derrick suddenly cried out in terror and were suddenly silenced. Strange.} {330}{}{Congrats on stomping the Enclave, } {331}{}{Congrats on stomping the Enclave, } {332}{}{You looking for your brother Robby? You know, the Robot? Aw, nevermind.} {333}{}{Sorry, was I in your way? I'll leave town.} {334}{}{Sorry, was I breathing your air? I'll stop.} {335}{}{I wasn't aware they made doorways in your size.} {336}{}{::Knocks on armor:: Anybody in there?} {337}{}{'Danger, Will Robinson! Danger, Will Robinson!' Heh-heh. Uh... just a joke.} {338}{}{Niiiiice armor. Does it have air conditioning?} {339}{}{Don't you get hot in there?} {340}{}{Can I rub these dice against your armor for luck?} {341}{}{Lose your heart, tin man?} {342}{}{Uh, hello, sir... or ma'am... or whatever you are.} {343}{}{Give my regards to whoever gave that armor to you.} {344}{}{Anything wrong, sir... ma'am... uh, whatever you are?} {345}{}{Are you one of the new bouncers? Or some new walking arcade game?} {346}{}{No, I'm NOT going to oil your joints.} {347}{}{Can your armor transform into a jet and fly around? Just curious.} {348}{}{Yeah, yeah, 'clank-whirrr-clank' to you, too.} {349}{}{If you think that armor intimidates me, you're right.} {350}{}{You must be one of those pre-war video game consoles.} {351}{}{Look, please... I don't want any trouble. I'm just in town for the day.} {352}{}{Look, please... I don't want any trouble.} {353}{}{Sorry, was I in your way? I'll leave town.} {354}{}{Sorry, was I breathing your air? I'll stop.} {355}{}{Give my regards to your boss.} {356}{}{Uh... *gulp* ...anything wrong?} {357}{}{Look, please... I don't want any trouble. I'm just in town for the day.} {358}{}{Look, please... I don't want any trouble.} {359}{}{You selling?} {360}{}{Can I buy your clothes? I mean, right now?} {361}{}{I KNEW I should have shaved today.} {362}{}{Come chat with me for a sec, honey-tits.} {363}{}{C'mon, honey-lips... walk with me.} {364}{}{Nimble little minx, aincha?} {365}{}{I'd bathe for you.} {366}{}{I got your mother lode right here.} {367}{}{Them legs go all the way up?} {368}{}{You gonna dance tonight?} {369}{}{Excuse me. I have to go to the bathroom and er, comb my hair for a sec.} {370}{}{I'd like to be your underwear.} {371}{}{I'd like to smell your shorts.} {372}{}{You are one foxy bitch.} {373}{}{Screw me if I'm wrong, darling, but don't you want to kiss me?} {374}{}{Damn. All them curves and me with no brakes.} {375}{}{Know what would look good on you? Me.} {376}{}{Your panties may not be the best thing on earth, but they're damn close to it.} {503}{}{!} {504}{}{! You kick ass! You kick ASS!} {505}{}{! You are so MONEY!} {625}{}{!} {630}{}{! You kick ass! You kick ASS!} {631}{}{! You are so MONEY!}
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