"Slow. Down," Evelynne said, shooting a glare in Amadeus' direction. "I have to figure out his name first. I know it. I swear I do."

She was pretty sure she knew anyway. It started with a L. Or maybe it started with a N. It was another one of those Japanese names, wasn't it? Or maybe it was--

"Holy shit," she hissed, suddenly very aware of cold water hitting her and standing abruptly upon realizing it. "Water. Cold water. Not cool." This time, she directed her attention to whoever it was that decided to kick up the water.

Names could wait. The redhead was going to get it.