What's yer name, kid? *looks up* Me real name, well lemme see.. *scratches head* I t'ink it's Nick, Nick Meyers.
Whaddya wanna be called? Well, dey awl call me Mush, nice ta meet ya. *spitshakes*
So where'd ya git yer nickname, anyway? I got it because my skin is da colah a oatmeal, but some of da guys say it's cause I toin ta Mush whenevah I see a perdy goil.
How old are ya? Do ya know yer boithday? *thinks for a minute* I'se 16, 17 sometime in da summah.
So tell me yer story, I won't tell no one I don't really remembah a lot about me life befoah I was a newsie. I was about 5 when me family left me on dis doorstep while I was sleepin. Da doorstep jist happened ta be fer da lodgin house. Kloppman took me in an I'se been a newsie evah since.
Describe yer looks: I'se kinda tall wit unrul coily brown hair an brown eyes. Oh yeah, can't ferget bout me muscles. *flexes an arm muscle*
Tell me what yer like, poisonality wise: I'se kinda shy, but I can be real outgoin if I feel like it. I'se ready an willin ta do anyt'ing fer me friends. Some of da guys say dat I'se a cheese head, but jist ignore dem, dey's wrong.
Whaddya wish fer? Moah den any'tin'? I wan a coiten goil ta stop worryin so much, it worries me. Oh yeah lots a sarsaparilla!
Ya friends wit' anyone heah yet? A coise! I'se friends wit Slinks an awl da guys an some otha people heah.
So, uh, *wink* ya goin' wit' anyone? Yeah, ain't Fire da greatest? *glances over at fire and smirks*
Anytin' else ya wanna say? Yeah, since Fire fergot, knock on awl closet doors befoah openin dem
Get outta heah awlready!