You'd come from not so happy beginnings and as such, you ran away, finding yourself on the streets. That's how you got found and adopted by Roxie Grayson. Now, you were in Roxie's kitchen, eating whatever when Marlene walked in, an infant boy on her hip.

"Hey," She greeted casually, setting her son on the counter while she grabbed her own food. "I'm Marlene. Roxie adopt you?"