"I don't see why not."

"Yesssss!"

"Maybe after we get that bed?"

"Oh, yeah. Come on in." She steps aside.

Inwards!

It's a pretty barebones sort of place, furnishings clean but a little bit ratty even by the standards of Infield. Pride of place in the main room is given to a single ancient computer terminal, very much in the best shape out of anything. Piper quickly steps over to it to shut the screen off, hiding the document she was writing.

Cat doesn't try to look at the document, instead giving the entry room a quick once over. "What do you want in total for the beds?"

"Well, technically, it's gonna be 'bed', singular. Unless this is a different sorta proposition entirely."

"What kind of proposition do you want it to be?"

Piper laughs. "You're cute, but I'm not looking for a fling here."

"We'll stack, then."

"Cool. As for price- honestly, anything printable you can give me about your travels or stuff outside Diamond City would be good. I need more human interest stories to punch up my readership."

"We've had a pretty exciting time of it, though I don't know how printable it is."

"Hey, as long as it's described in words. I haven't got the color images a hundred percent working."

"I can do words!"

"Groovy."

"When do you want to start the interviews?"

"Whenever you're ready, I guess. Let me grab something to take notes with."

She can wait, no problem. 

Doesn't take long.

"Okay, what have you got? Broad strokes."

Jade can start with a description of her pre-War life, and about having lived through the intervening centuries? Though her Mistress will surely know more about the pre-War times; Jade saw a fairly limited slice of it. 

Piper keeps up with a somewhat impenetrable shorthand.

"-Wait, what do you mean by that? You don't, uh," glance at Ellie's cat ears, "look like a Vault dweller. No offense."

"...It's a long story. The ears are a recent development."

"Yeah? You look pretty good for two hundred even so, I gotta say."

"It was some kind of cryogenics shit. Experiment or something."