| So wat's yer name, kid? | *smiles* The name is Lily Kismet Tolken. |
| You got a nick-name or was 'dat it? | Well, I'm called Diva on the account of my singing and guitar! |
| Where you from, anyways? | From England, the Upper London area. Rather pleasant place, really. |
| Whadd'a yah look like? | 5'6", green eyes, slim, and curly auburn hair. Horribly, horribly curly hair. |
| Got any 'ahhh, distin'guishin charact'ahristics? | Yeh, the eyes are an almodine shape, despite the fact I'm European and I have a distinct Britsh accent. And I always wear a skirt. |
| If you emptied out yah pockets on dis' table right now, wat�would fall out? | Why? Nothing much... a guitar pick, a couple of coins, and a pencil...Probably, a better question would be, what's in my guitar case? |
| How'd you find 'da place? | After spending a bloody week on these streets, I finally stumbled upon it. |
| You drink, smoke, gamble...� | A bit of drinking (ok, a LOT of drinking. I make a jolly good martini though.), a bit of gambling, but I don't smoke. |
| Related tah any'bady�we'd know? | Depends if you spend your spare time contacting the dead. |
| Who's yah best friend? | Don't have one really. Trooper moved away a long time ago. |
| Got any woyds tah live by? | Veni Vidi Vici- I came, I saw, I conquered. |