Jean looked up at him, tilting her head slightly as if sizing up the name. She couldn't say it made more sense than anything else on this strange night, but it didn't seem more ridiculous than the rest.
Providing you kept context in mind, of course.
"The Phoenix and the Doctor. That sounds like something Lewis Carroll would dream up, doesn't it?" And the dream itself had been about as dark as Burton's version of Wonderland. "Life Incarnate and the Defender of Earth against... alien eyeballs."