So wat's yer name, kid?	Abigail Queens
You got a nick-name or was 'dat it?	I got plenty of names honey *gives her luring smile*
Where you from, anyways?
Whadd'a yah look like?	Open your eyes and see *leans back in her chair touching her drink* I've got black hair, perfect tone skin, so I've been told, dark blue green eyes. Thin.
Got any 'ahhh, distin'guishin charact'ahristics?	Only thing distinguishing about me is that I willingly live with all you yankees *smiles and takes a drink*
If you emptied out yah pockets on dis' table right now, wat�would fall out?	Matches.
How'd you find 'da place?	Just blew on in with the fall
You drink, smoke, gamble...�	All of the above.
Related tah any'bady�we'd know?	No.
Who's yah best friend?	Anyone who sits down on a rainy day listening to jazz with me and playing a game of poker
Got any woyds tah live by?	life is a giant mouse trap and I'm just a hungry cat prowling around.