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This foul-mouthed Irish sailor girl was born standing up and raised on bourbon-laced mother's milk. She learned how to carry herself in a fight before she learned how to speak, and you'll do best to stay on her good side if life is dear to you. Shaped like a sinful thought, strong like a dockworker and with a fearless disposition she has a mesmerizing effect on anyone who lays eyes on her. With her disregard for should's and ought-to's, and her disdain for the shackles of convention, she is a fresh breeze on stage and off, always stirring up something wicked.
As a colleague she is loyal to a fault, and has grazed her knuckles on many a frisky heel's chin, all for the good of her fellow dancers. She'll see through a no-good-son-of-a-bitch in two seconds flat, no matter how fancy he looks or talks, and she has no patience for fawning sycophants. If you want to find your way to her heart, your best bet is to be honest, thirsty and thick-skinned.
If looks could kill, Tiny would be a most efficient weapon, but untill that happens she remains a good crowd magnet. Her piercing eyes, lewd and lascivious physique and sense of rhythm makes her a shining star on any stage!