She freezes.

Quickly Brain, what is our name?

We're sorry. The name you are trying to reach has been disconnected or is no longer in service. If you believe you have reached this thought in error then please check your memory and self-reflect later.

Dammit!

Precious seconds pass.

"When I met Fib I couldn't come up with a good name at first and nearly ended up being called Jam. I decided on Groundskeeper instead, as a temporary measure."

She snaps out of it.

Oh, she's also...

She smiles in sympathy. "You too, huh?"

"Names are hard. I never really liked mine."

"I mean, people should get to choose their names. I didn't have much issue with mine, but it's not suitable anymore. You get it."

"...do I?"

"Y'know, because... I mean the old name would be..." 

"I am actually not sure what you're talking about. But, um, you don't need to explain if you don't want to?"

"We can look at maps."

"Okay. Should I suggest silly names or just let you think about it?"

"Haha, sure, I only really conclusively ruled out Tiffany and Samantha. Go ahead." She kneels down by the maps.

"Consider: Strawberry."

She snorts. "Pahaha, hee hee, ah, just think, I could be Berry for short!"

"I think that would be very cute!"

"It's is very cute." She is genuinely considering it. "Strawberry, Berry." She sounds the potential name out. "Miss Strawberry?" Maybe it works as a last name? She's unsure. 

"Originally I was mostly being silly but now I think it might suit you."

Maybe she could just embrace it and give herself an equally silly last name like Cake or Tart or—

She chuckles. "Help, I'm sincerely considering a future in which my name is Strawberry Shortcake!"

"You could try it and see if you like it?"

"My name is Shortcake, Strawberry Shortcake."

She tries for a solemn nod, but fails to make it solemn.

"Yes! My foes will all rue the day they crossed—"