Poor Mic and Ralph, There they were, minding their own business in their store. Then Mic felt a presence and BAM, Nephi's driver upside the head.
Ralph looked over to his fallen comrade caught barely a shimmer of the air then his head was lopped from his shoulders with a fire axe.
My courier cares not to sleep there. As I have a penchant for collecting and displaying things, Mic and Ralph's courier museum is now open for the viewing pleasure of New Vegas!
Plus I threw most of their crap out in the street