Donna seemed to always be saying the wrong thing. She looked a little sheepish. "Sorry. I guess you're right. If there were a bunch of me around, I guess I'd start calling them by their different traits. But no one likes that much either, I guess." She wouldn't want to be known as 'the one with the giant rack' or anything, would she? "Maybe you lot should write a book for others," she teased very gently with a small smile.