[Katina can't help a little bit of an awkward smile at that, almost tempted to take him literally - she would have on a better day. And if she could read minds she'd ask him what territory that was.]

...hell, now where do I start?

Huh...

Terrible at this kinda thing but here goes. I was born and raised in Detroit. Probably doesn't mean much to you, but it's a big ol' dirty city, not the nicest place. Have an older brother, my mom... had my dad... so things were better than they could've been.

I was real close to my dad. Playing games or sports, going to him when I had a problem... textbook 'daddy's little girl.'

[She knew she was off on a tangent already, but it seems easier this way. Taking yet another swig of whiskey has a similar effect.]