Because why would you remove a skeleton from your shop? Or any of the filth that’s accumulated on the floor?
But, looking down, I notice that, despite trading from this place, she hasn't thought to remove a skeleton from one of the booths. I go inside, aiming to resolve the problem between the dealer and the son, and get into conversation with the mother. There's a guy outside called Wolfgang, a leathered drug dealer, who explains that a mother and son have set up a shop in this diner, and that he wants paying for goods he's sold to the son.
So I'm wandering through Fallout 4, and I come across this old diner, sitting there, neon still lit, almost jaunty in a destroyed land.
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