NO EXITS

Has anyone gone outside yet? Because my allergies are acting up and I'm now officially convinced this place is trying to kill me. If someone goes outside into that mess of a city, can you bring me back an inhaler?

Alright, I get everyone is excited due to the apparent civilization and lack of murder bears but can we please discuss maybe pulling some of our resources together for the common good and new arrivals?

We can all agree it sucks to show up with just the clothing on our back, yes?

We can all agree the lack of alcohol options, particularly during void weeks, are intolerable, yes? Other entertainment options or general shit to do might also be desirable, yes?

I would also like to form a sort of welcoming committee. Come up with a way to inform new arrivals of their present circumstances and give them a little more to work with than a cryptic voicemail from a stranger.

So  who's willing to donate to the new arrival/community entertainment fund? And who wants to help me form the all new Welcoming Committee?

Who wants my poker chips? I don't fucking want them.

Now this? This is exactly what I needed.

[Isobel]
I'm going to hit the casino and play craps. You coming with me?

NATALIE RUSHMAN NATASHA ROMANOFF

I think it's about time we had a little chat, Natasha.

This is much closer to what I'm comfortable with. Gangsters, gambling, cartels. Reminds me of Vegas' postwar boom, where I had some lovely days. Nothing beats watching a performance with a glass of bourbon in your hand.

Now. I'd babysit some of you, but I've got certain necessities to acquire. Don't be a fucking idiot, act like you belong and do bullshit your way through the day.

Number Five, signing off.