"Well, if we're givin' last names.. Bonnie Cain. Bon Bon, Dynamite Gal.. Call me Bon Bon, howeva, and I'll castrate ya with a rusteh spoon." [i]Bonnje replied, meaning her words. As in, she'd actually attempt to castrate JT with a rusty spoon if he called her Bon Bon. She then chuckled, taking a few steps closer and extending her right hand up at the cowboy, the smile remaining on her face. [/i] "'Tis a pleasure to meet ya, John."