"That was great, honey. Really great."
"Thanks, Dave," Jon said, walking back to her trailer.
"Say, Jon. Have you ever thought about changing your name?" Dave asked.
"You don't like 'Matthews'?"
"No, I mean your first name."
"What's wrong with 'Jon'?"
"Well, it's a guy's name, first of all. I know you like to be really exotic and all, but what about something a little more feminine. Maybe 'Jonna'? Or maybe 'Joanne'?"
"Dave, I was born with the name 'Jon' and that's the name I'll die with."
"Okay, okay. I was just trying to help."
Jon walked into her trailer and locked the door. She didn't want someone barging in when she was using her newest acquisition: the wishing stone.
