I'm a businessman. People demand things, and I supply them. Capitalism at its finest, right?
While back I was doing a little run for the Duchess, and found out just how much this city loves me.
Picked up the goods, and had the usual uneventful trip most of the way back. Hit the outskirts of Welch, and whad'ya know - the local sheriff is waiting for me.
I'm just about to pull my weapon and make things "interesting", when a group of old coal men show up. They start hollering about how those Auto-Miners have gone topsy-turvy, and are causing all kinds of mayhem back in Mine Shaft Elaine!
The lawman bails, I pay the boys a little distraction fee, and everyone's happy. The people understand me. The people need me! And I'm pleased to provide.