[Well the milk wasn't much fun, but when she goes to the mail Mae finds
something that makes running around like a lunatic seem worth it.]
Hey, would anyone be interested in helping me get some ammo? I can't buy it myself because sexism overrules cap-.. money apparently. But I need rounds for a .44 magnum and I'd be willing to buy them off people.
[Action: Unfortunately...or perhaps fortunately Mae has discovered herself in the position of having a job. As a door to door salesman. All in all she preferred working in the clinic.
A. At YOUR door. Yes you.]
Hey, are you interested in buying some of this makeup stuff?
[B. In the park, practising shooting some bottles down with her gun. She's a pretty good shot. But then you have to learn quickly in the wasteland.]