"Bijou," Ray echoed, tossing it around in his head for a moment. "Sticking with the French theme, huh? So how 'bout uh...for a boy, mind..." He raised his voice as he moved a bit further away, kind of like a duckling exploring without its mother for the first time. "Boris. Or Bastien. Oh, hey, if it comes out the right color, call it Bayard." Ray circled back round, speeding up as he returned. He grinned. "Or Bonaparte."