"It was great! He wouldn't eat fish that whole day."

Maurice watched her, wondering just how she was going to mash the little button and cast with those big sooty mitts of hers. He also wondered another thing.

"You decided what you wanna call...well. Y'know." He gestured to All of Heather with the end of his fishing pole. "I've ran into a lot of different kinds of folks but they all had some kinda name for what they were."

Because like a doofus he'd up and ASKED them.