She shrugged, absent-mindedly rolling her tumbler its edge across the tabletop.
"Usually cops and lawyers who weren't quite as damaged as I was," she said, still with a smile to let him know it was okay to laugh. She typically did. "Or criminals, who I was either arresting or defending, depending on which point in my life I met them. And that was before I got here."
Another shrug, another sip. She pushed any hint of her life before here out of her mind.