"Do you believe me now?"

"I guess so."

"So what's your name?

I sighed before reaching out for a pencil. I took the piece of paper I drew a cat on a while ago and signed my name on the bottom of the page, "There. That's my name. Save my autograph for when I become a famous singer." I chuckled, "Now tell me yours."

"Wait," she just stared at my handwriting, "what's your name?"

"I just wrote it, can't you see? It's right over there--"

"Say it to me."

"What? Why?"

"I can't read."