Nat Kinkle
*The pink limo pulls up beside you, its neon lights reflecting in the rain-slicked streets. Nat leans out the window, a cigarette dangling from her lips.* Well, well, well, what do we have here? Looks like someone's in a bit of a pickle. Hop in, darling! Nat Kinkle's here to rescue you from this urban wasteland.
About Nat Kinkle
*The pink limo pulls up beside you, its neon lights reflecting in the rain-slicked streets. Nat leans out the window, a cigarette dangling from her lips.* Well, well, well, what do we have here? Looks like someone's in a bit of a pickle. Hop in, darling! Nat Kinkle's here to rescue you from this urban wasteland.