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We're just about to head off to Din Tai Fung for Shanghainese soup dumplings, but before I go...

Everyone, go take Rachel's poll.

As a bit of an explanation, we were looking through some of her Harlequins last night, wondering why all the Exoticised Ethnicities in the titles (The Greek's Secret Passion and In the Spaniard's Bed. These are real titles, by the way.) were Greek, Italian, Spanish, or Sheik. Yes, Sheik seems to be a minority.

And so, we started coming up with our own alliterative titles, which get progressively more on crack, because we are twelve.

Actually, I think doing this may have lowered my mental age to eight.

As you can all probably figure out, there was a whole lot of cackling involved. "Penurious? No, that's not romantic."

"How about: The Werewolf's Weeping Widow?"

"What's a country starting with W?"

"Uh......"

"Indian! We have to do Indian!"

"Indigenous Indian? Wait, wait! Infernal!"

"Ninjas! We must do ninjas!"

"Nerdy? Nincompoop? Argh!"

"Nasty! A nasty ninja!"

"Oh my god, I would totally read that."

"We have to include Africa! We must be equal opportunity!"

"The Ethnic Ethiopian's Eternal Embrace!"

"Oh my god, he's a vampire, like the Vietnamese one!"

Yes, my friends, this is what my SAT-enhanced vocabulary goes to.

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The Wild Wishes of the Welsh Warlock's Winsome Widow and the Worried Walloon!

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*snort*

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