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Ellen slips into the main room of the Bar with Dogmeat in tow and heads over to the Bar. "I don't suppose there are any records or anything on file that have to do with a place called Paradise Falls?" she says tentatively

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There's a slightly-less-hungover policeman officer nearby, very quietly working on a small vegetarian stir fry.

The smell of marinaded beef from nearby is enough to make him choke just a little bit, and he looks around to find the source.

Oh. Fantastic.

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Ellen glances up and winces involuntarily before doing her best to smooth out her expression. "Evening," she says with a stiff little nod.

Dogmeat doesn't look up. He's got food. Is that not a good enough reason to stay where he is?

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"Evening," Nicholas says, matching her stiffness.

Nicholas is not so great around people at the best of times. Right now, he's at a complete loss for what to say to someone whom he upset nearly to the point of tears.

So he turns his attention back to his stir fry, which as considerably less beef than Ellen's Bulgogi.

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Ordinarily Ellen would be far more inclined towards the plain and squishy wonders of tofu herself, but this is what Bar gave her, and you don't waste food. You just don't. She's doing her best to figure it out.

"For the record," she says (mostly because it puts off trying to work out why she's supposed to be using lettuce leaves as well as the meat stuff), "I don't plan on starting any trouble tonight. Or doing any shooting, either. I just want my supper and then I have some planning to do."

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"Hey, Ellen!" Annabelle calls out cheerfully. "What's Paradise Falls?" She overheard Ellen's question about information on her way over, and it's as good a conversation starter as any.

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"The center of the slave trade in the Capital Wasteland," Ellen says, looking up. "And, apparently, a shopping mall before the War. Hi, Annabelle."

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"When are we going in to permanently fix their little red wagon?"

She knows Ellen by now. If Ellen is looking for a place that deals in something that unsavory, its destruction is clearly on the express menu.

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"Well, I need to find someone who can scope the place out for me," Ellen says. "I don't have any Stealth Boys left. I need to know what the layout of the place is before anything else can happen. And one or two other things."