“She might say: “This mess will clear up if you take that troublemaker there — What’s your name? You, with the goatee — out and shoot him. Do it now.”--Glory Road; Heinlein”
“I respect every way in which you are a troublemaker, now get up and do what your mother says.”
“She looks like the type that might freak out. It's something in the eyes, Frannie. It says if you shoot my sacred cows, I'll shoot yours.”
“What’s your name?” I ask again. “Chris,” he says. “Chris Young.” I exhale dramatically, blowing my bangs out of my eyes. “I can take you,” I reply. “But if you try anything, I’ll shoot you right between the eyes. Seriously.” He almost smiles. “Yes, ma’am.”
“What’s your name, then?”Tessa looked at him in disbelief. “What’s my name?”“Don’t you know it?”
“What’s your name?”“You just can’t take a hint, can you?”“That’s kind of a mouthful. Do you happen to go by a nickname?”