Both you and Rory were Tony's kids. Being Starks, you saw a lot of things and did a lot of things, so, here you were, sitting on the living room floor, laughing like madmen.

"Okay, okay-" Rory laughed. "Do you remember, right around the time I moved in, when we were arguing or something and it was getting really petty and Tony asked me if I could name a single city in Oklahoma so little ten year old me slammed her hands on the desk and shouted 'Oklahoma City, bitch'?" Rory tipped her back, laughing again.