Firefly Glen phantom stranger

Huntington the foreigner. What a title! It did explain why she talked funny. Then again, just about everybody talked funny around here. Cyclone wondered why that was. Maybe this place was some kind of weird melting pot. To the question, Cyclone shrugged. Beats me. She hadn't bothered to learn any of the names of things. Instead, she referred to them in generic terms. "Big forest." "Little forest." "Ugly forest." "Stupid fucking glacier." And so on.

Beatsme Ravine seems like a good enough name, don't ya think? Obviously a joke, even if it wasn't a very good one.