Alice returned his bow with an almost equally theatrical curtsey. "I'm A-" she began, but remembered just in time that that wasn't her name anymore, and, feeling a bit sheepish, she corrected herself. "Well, I... I'm not sure, to tell the truth," she said. "I think I'm either Welcome-To-Pie-Show, or Here's-Your-Journal, or Enter-Through-The-Gate-Please, or ... Enjoy-Your-Stay... Oh, they're all perfectly dreadful names, aren't they?" she cried suddenly, stamping her foot in dismay.