"I thought they were dyin'," Reno replied, leaning forward to look at the beans across the room. "Takes a special kinda talent to kill off beans, of all things, apparently. But yeah, I guess there's some kinda bean that's yellow instead of green, an' that's what I got happenin', here."

Which meant that he had successfully grown real, useful, edible food in a city in the wastelands. Where there was no fertile soil to be found, anywhere.

Which meant that he was humming a victory song in his head, hell yes.