So wat's yer name, kid?	*glares at you, though for no particular reason* Malo Santiago.
You got a nick-name or was 'dat it?	Dat was it.
Where you from, anyways?	Heah an' there
Whadd'a yah look like?	*the glare hardens and turns into a "you must be the biggest idiot in the world" look and she remains silent, giving a sharp gesture indicating "see for yourself"* ((She's 5'5", with thick, wavy black hair, metallic blue eyes, and dark skin.))
Got any 'ahhh, distin'guishin charact'ahristics?	*shrugs* Maybe.
If you emptied out yah pockets on dis' table right now, wat�would fall out?	*shrugs again* Some stuff.
How'd you find 'da place?	*gives you another "you must be the biggest idiot in the world" look* Read da sign
You drink, smoke, gamble...�	*offers one short, sharp nod*
Related tah any'bady�we'd know?	Not unless ya make acquantainces wid graves
Who's yah best friend?	*shrugs* Don't got dat many friends
Got any woyds tah live by?	*smirks* Nevah take advice - da poyson pro'ly don't know any more'n you.