Giggling, Felicia slid onto a barstool and slid one glass of tequila over to herself when they arrived, handing the other one to Faith.
"Leading astray is such a harsh phrase, I prefer being a terribly bad influence. And I bet you can too...unless you wanna issue that challenge to the Cat?"
Felicia sighed, the girl was right, she knew in her heart she didn't deserve what the psycho had done, but still it seemed on some level that the wrong place wrong time had been her own fault, she made some mistakes.
"In your world we're...comics or whatever, You heard of the Kingpin?" she asked, her voice cracking at the name.