So wat's yer name, kid?	Bailey Ayers
You got a nick-name or was 'dat it?	Naw, jist Bailey.
Where you from, anyways?	Nowheah in partickler. Jist New Yawk.
Whadd'a yah look like?	Jist like brudda accordin' ta most people. I'se a foot or so shorta, but dat's about all.
Got any 'ahhh, distin'guishin charact'ahristics?	Not dat I can t'ink of.
If you emptied out yah pockets on dis' table right now, wat�would fall out?	A coupla smokes an' a pocket watch. *glances around furtively* Nuttin' ya gotta tell Preacher about, right?
How'd you find 'da place?	We'se been heah practically since it opened. Ask Preach. He's da one dat dragged me outta bed an' told me we was movin' a few yeahs ago.
You drink, smoke, gamble...�	*innocently* Who? Me? Aw right, sometimes, not all dat often, but Preacher's kinda uptight.
Related tah any'bady�we'd know?	Ya ain't figgered out Preacher's me brudda by now? Yer dimmer den ya look!
Who's yah best friend?	Hard ta say - don't wanna cause no hard feelin's, afta all. *grins*
Got any woyds tah live by?	*rolls his eyes* Ya din't ask Preach dat, did ya? *grins* Don't -evah- ask Preacher fer advice!