"Welcome to New Haven, can I interest in..." said the claptrap. "No. Y'know anyone by the names of Chris and Rogers?" asked the man. "Erm, Yes, they usually hang out near the Trash Coast housing areas." "Why thank you." he replied, as he pulled out his Acidic repeater and shot the claptrap. "These fools do not know whats comin'!" shouted Slaken, cackling.
"So, erm, I'd like to join you." repeated the ClapTrap, for the twentieth time. "What, us?" asked Rogers.