Looking in caves and secluded wooden shacks in the boonies she might find a clueless hermit that never heard the fable of Lorena the cock chopper. Maybe some dense individual that only pays attention to his ceramic miniture bunny collection. Course the first conversation he would have about his new friend would get him running like a deer from a forest fire.

Unwitting Dolt - "I'm in lurve"

Dude he's talking to - "Oh yeah, that's great buddy, what's her name?"

Unwitting Dolt - ( beaming ) "Lorena"

Dude - "Heh, that's funny"

Unwitting Dolt - "Huh? Whatchoo mean?"

Dude - "You serious? She's got the same name as that chick that cut off her man's pecker with a kitchen knife, took it for a ride on the highway, and tossed it into the wilderness out the window. You know....Lorena Bobbit....she was in the news."

Unwitting Dolt - "Bu...bu...but that's muh sweetie's name. Jumpin jehosephat! She gonna cut off my wee wee. I gots to git!"