( nodnod. ) Yeppers. He's ehh... erm. ( She scratches her temple with a finger. ) My dad, heh.

( Maaaaaaaybe >.> )

Pops talks a bit like you, actually! ( She clears her throat, preparing herself for a deeper and raspier version of her own voice to mimic her dad's. ) So don'tchu worry there, boy - I'm a pro at this here kinda talk! ( no she's not. )