She sat down at one of the tattoo desks waiting for her tattoo artist. She saw you walk out as he showed the small of her back and the tattoo she wanted. She didn't talk, she didn't react, and hell - she was like a fucking brick wall

Katrina was just hired to be a killing machine for 'The Motherfucker' in New York. She was very very fucking intimidating. Despite all this, she still found the time to sit down at a tattoo parlour and get a new tattoo... what a woman...