“Perhaps a little more subtlety is called for?” I suggested.
“Gorefin Bloodripper the Subtle?”
“Ah, no,” I said. “Not exactly.”
She frowned. “Aw, beans. Maybe I shoulda listened to Ripple and borrowed a thesaurus from the library after all.”
“I would love to help you workshop it," I said, "but I have some pressing business to attend to."
“Oh, right! I bet Dr. Crankshaft’s in the back, working on the Hippocampus.”
“The what?”
She smiled broadly. “I don’t wanna ruin the surprise. Go and see.”