Unfortunately, West Side isn’t the only diplomatic mission you’re participating in. Perhaps even more seriously was a vague message from Senator Huntington wishing to discuss the Blight.

You never actually told the NCR about the Boomer Blight, but it’s not too much of a shock. The northern passages are closed, just about everyone in the government knows something, not to mention the Brotherhood and Legion knowing.

It’s sure to be an uncomfortable meeting, but then again, that’s why you are paid the nonexistent big bucks. Immediately after returning to The Strip entrance from Westside, you make your way through the strip and toward the NCR embassy.

A new hotel and casino has opened up right on the Main Street, this one called “El Presidente” and seems to be modeled on Old Americana. There is an American Flag flies high from a flagpole at the head of the semicircle driveway and the outer facade of the casino consists of white columns supporting an imposing entrance nearly one hundred feet high. It’s still smaller than the three main families on The Strip but it’s an NCR company behind the renovation and staffing, so it remains to be seen what issues will arise.

If nothing else, it’s good to see New Vegas growing, instead of surviving off of what was done by House years ago.

The NCR MPs don’t bother checking your ID but give a sneer and a head nod towards the Ambassador’s building. You’re all too familiar with the place by now, as ugly as it was even before the Second Battle of the Dam. Of course you never visited the NCR, choosing instead to operate alone for maximum surprise.

Those days of anonymity seem like a dream by this point. You’re well known throughout the Legion, NCR and probably beyond, even if your face isn’t. The reverie ends as you arrive at Ambassador Huntington’s office. He was formerly the Deputy Ambassador but after dog walking his boss twice, the poor son of a bitch was chosen to be the next sacrificial lamb. Bring it on.

You knock politely on the door and step on in.

Huntington is sitting behind his desk, wearing a tasteful black suit with the pin of the two-headed bear on his left lapel.