I picked up a copy of Origin in Death, by JD Robb/Nora Roberts the other day, and this particular copy I found has a quiz in the back to take to find out whether you're an Eve, Mavis or Peabody.
I'm a Peabody.
So I immediately called my mother to tell her. She laughed and laughed. I suspect, she's a Peabody, too. Which is skeery on many, many levels. And wrong, too.