A guy in Paris is attempting to converse with us at a restaurant. He asks our names, and I extend my hand and say my name in French. And Amy replies, “I’m Lori.” I figure she’s just being a little paranoid. On the way home, I laugh, and say, “BTW, way to go on the fake name, Ames.” She replies, “Well YOU gave a fake name!” Obviously, she didn’t realize I’d identified myself in French. Still makes me laugh, over a week later.