Several hours later
"What's your name?" Alice asks as she gets a piece of potatoe out of her stew.
"I don't have one," he responds.
"Then I should make one up for you shouldn't I?"
He shrugged, "if you wish."
"Um.. how about..." she thinks really hard, "how about Adrain?"
"Adrain..." he thought about this, "I like it. Got that from a book didn't you?"
Alice colured and looked down, "yeah."
"Don't be ashamed, reading is an eccelent thing, I used to read a lot when I was young."
"How long ago was that?"
"A very long time ago, honey."
"Why do you keep calling me that?"
