Here's Mindy,

You probably can't read the bottom pic so here:

Mindy walks into her house, leaning a majority of her weight on the door frame, groaning in pain due to her injuries. Her sixteen year old daughter, Deandra, runs into the hallway gasping at the sight of her mother in such pain.

"Oh my God! Ma, what happened?!" She exclaimed. Mindy glared at her daughter, limping to the kitchen table to sit down and get cleaned up.

"Don't ask stupid questions, that's my job." Mindy grunted.