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Having spotted that Lucca's face got longer and longer, while listening to her banter about name traditions of Blackthorn family, Apple realized that the young man had not understood the joke and took it personally. As if she was demeaning something he held in great value. Therefore she felt the need to explain a bit: "Believe me, when you have kids of your own - you will understand that calling a "JO!" is way more easier than "JHEAHLTEETO". Especially, if that said Jo is in big trouble and you want to give him a good and hearty boxing of ears."

"Finley and Elwood, Finley and Elwood... hmmm... I have to say that I quite like your pa's name. I bet he is just as handsome and charming as his name sounds," she shot Lucca a conspiratorial look and then returned to digging through the dusty chambers of her memory, in order to find out, if any of the two rang the bell for her. And came up with exactly nothing, because she had been a wee-whelp eons ago, no wonder that she did not remember Finley, who had left the pack quite early and at the first opportunity. It could be that this Finley perso was born later and Apple had no knowing of, how many litters her parents had managed to bring in the world, before calling it a day. 

"Sorry, neither of them seem to be familiar. Blackthorns are a huge family, therefore I would not be surprised, if they did not know or remember me either," she concluded. "One thing I am sure of - none of my own brood were Finleys and Elwoods. Come to think of it, it's a pity."