A rustle from the hedgerow and out leaps a figure in black with a white face.  He has a loaded crossbow and a brace of daggers.  In an dark and evil drawl he asks ‘Tipsy Aimee?’

Are you?

Tipsy Aimee and say you are

Tipsy Aimee but say you are not

Someone else but say you are Tipsy Aimee

Someone else and say you are someone else