Not-Keith's smile widened, if such a thing were even possible. "I like that," he declared, ruminating over the name awhile. "Hattie. Haaaatttttiie. I wonder if it rhymes with batty." If it didn't, he surmised, they could make it so, by some means. Smack it with a hammer til it learned to behave, that name. As he contemplated such acts vividly he closed his eyes. All the better for imagiinings. He began to imagine soon, however, that he might have fallen asleep. Worse, he imagined that in sleeping someone might have mistaken him for.... at this he opened his eyes and exclaimed loudly, "You're wrong, I'm not! I'm certainly NOT KEITH!!!!"

Oh no. He absolutely wasn't.