It is. Don't ask me why there's a bar here. Was a door back to the Mojave not long ago... but it wasn't really the Mojave, I guess. We got kicked back here after a day.

[He puffs smoke rings from his lips, leaning back more comfortably against the wall. Nothing to do but drink and smoke. Almost like he never left Novac... there's just less shooting involved, much to Boone's dismay.]