So wat's yer name, kid?	*hesitates before answering* Juliana Kierse.
You got a nick-name or was 'dat it?	Miracle. *smiles an unreadble smile*
Where you from, anyways?	*softly* Jersey.
Whadd'a yah look like?	*swings her long, straight, strawberry blonde hair over a thin shoulder and her surprisingly blue eyes twinkle* I'm angelic. *laughs lightly* Or so I like to think. *a crooked smile grows across her barely freckled face, revealing slightly crooked, slightly yellow teeth* Angelic and skinny.
Got any 'ahhh, distin'guishin charact'ahristics?	Naw, not really. My hands have to be touchin' somethin', or I have to be chewin' somethin'. 'Casionally I shudder fer no reason. But dat's just about it.
If you emptied out yah pockets on dis' table right now, wat�would fall out?	An old pocketknife, my good luck marble, an' some tobaccah.
How'd you find 'da place?	*nearly doubles over laughing* Zelly Dooley got lost an' I helped her find da place. I needed a place ta stay, an' Darkness told me dere was an extra bunk here. *shrugs, still laughing* Guess I was in da right place at da right time. 'R somethin'.
You drink, smoke, gamble...�	Naw, makes me sick. Smoke? When I'm really jittery. Gamble? I've bet on some races, but I'm no good at cards or dice.
Related tah any'bady�we'd know?	If ya knew 'em, ya'd hate 'em. No, don't think ya know 'em. Just a ma an' pa who's crazy.
Who's yah best friend?	*surprised* Me? No, sorry. I'm new here. *smiles*
Got any woyds tah live by?	Don't trust people who don't look ya in da eye 'til dere hands're in dere pockets. *snorts*