-- Sweetie, to me.

I said that was wrong, and that I could see other people having other names. I told Sweetie she would have made a good "Jennifer" or "Stephanie," for one thing. Then I asked her what names she thought might fit me, and she said the Quote of the Day.
To which I responded: "Like Leonardo... like DiCaprio?"
She immediately said: "No, not him." (A little too quickly, for my taste) and then said "Just Leo."

Then she said I'd be a good John or Tom, and I kind of liked Tom and said I could see myself being a Tom. But by then, I'd kind of warmed up to the name Leo, and I ultimately went to bed wishing my mom had named me Leo.
But, just to be clear: I wanted Leo like Leonardo. You know, the good Leo.
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