"Perhaps you haven't heard of the Van Graffs. You know the Gun Runners yeah? Mr. Stanley's group? They are to plasma and laser weapons what the Stanley and his boys are to good ol' bullets and gunpowder. I've been in there myself, it is energy weapon Shangri-La! Shelves full of mines, seven different kinds of rifle, and stuff I can't even fathom using. The place is useless to Freeside anyway, I mean, all the locals are too poor to afford a laser pistol from the place, and the brother and sister Van Graff don't take too kindly to Kings or Followers. Plus, and this bears repeating, they tried selling their merch to THE LEGION. The Legion? Those guys who tried to kill and enslave us all not too long ago? All I'm asking is that maybe you could spare a few Paladins, maybe a suit of power armor or two, and I'd have the Kings draw out as many of the guards as possible to the outside, and then we call in the big ol' Brotherhood of Steel, and storm the place!"
*Turner leans in close to the ambassador.
"And, as a reward for such a simple task for an elite group of men and women such as yourselves, you get to take all the spoils. Every rifle, every plasma grenade, every mine, every ounce of ammo, all yours. All that Pre-War tech, all that power! Killing a bunch of ghouls and Nightkin - no offense Lobo - is one thing, but takin' out a branch of one of the most prominent - and most corrupt - businesses in the Mojave? By God, you'd need to call down the Hand of the Lord Himself to get more power and respect than that! So what do you say friend?"