"So tell me, Mr. Magician. Where are you going to get so much money to support all three of us? I have to work there. I don't like the place, but i like what i do there. I just pick up plates, take orders and stuff. I won't work as a whore," she said angrily. Tristana had already gone to her room, put on her pajama and had a children's book under her little arms. She walked to Trevor and looked at him with a cute and innocent face. "Daddy. Y-you....wead this t-to me?" she asked shyly as she pulled his pants to get his attention. She didn't know he wasn't her dad, but she loved him as if he were.
Mimi hugged him tightly and laid her head on his chest. "I wove yoy daddy. You best daddy. And i'm thirsty."