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Andy closed his eyes and mouthed the name to himself, over and over, in an effort not to begin giggling. It was the kind of name that required practice. The kind of a name that a seven year old says that she would like to be called when she grows up, except then she never realizes that it's indeed a silly name.

Even worse, along the lines of 'spleen', it was an inherently funny word. Andy would be working with her. Thus, practice.

He starting shaking with silent mirth around the tenth time he said it. Sheridan looked at him steadily, not managing to conceal her own smile. "You'll get used to it," she said. "Everyone does. Once we start doing underwater combat next week, you'll get used to anything."

"Ploki," Andy burst out, cawing. "Plucky Ploki plucked plenty. I mean, what? What kind of mother...?"

"Her mother didn't," Sheridan explained. "Like you, she had issues and needed to run. She decided to change her name, and, God knows why, she chose Ploki." Sheridan hesitated, like she was about to add something else, and decided against it. By the smile fluttering around her lips, Andy should have known that he was about to be the butt of a joke.

Instead, he kept trying to repeat the tongue twister. "Plucky Ploki plucked plenty, plucky Ploki plunked plety... wait, wait, I can do it ten times, I swear I can..." he he started shaking again.