“Rorschach,” she replied dreamily.  Dale stiffened.  That name sounded familiar, although he didn’t know why.  He’d heard it before, somewhere.  It must have been her last name, although why she’d give that was beyond him.  Or was Rory the diminutive of Rorschach?  Parents were giving children odd names these days.  But when she asked him about his hat, he knew she was seeing someone else; it wasn’t her name.