"Years." And while they haven't been the best years, she has to admit that this has made keeping her head above the water a lot easier.

But she can't imagine having the head for it when she'd been ten.

Joker continues, pauses at what looks like fencing around an otherwise open path. Really now? She glances along it, making her way through the neon to find where the latch is for the gate. It has to be there. Cards are a pain in the ass, but they do let things be passable, for her sake if nothing else. "And I figure I might make some money off of it. I mean, I'm not the only one interested in things like this, right?" Ah, there it is. She swings it open with a bow to her stoic and grumpy companion.

"Pretty ladies first~."