Cousin Blues Clues; At the shrink

Me: "You are going to see Cousin Dan and Cousin Jennifer today."
AKA: "Oh! I like Cousin Dan and Jennifer. I'm a cousin too."
Me: "Yes, you are their cousin too. You are their cousin..." (I paused for her to fill in the blank, hoping she'd say her real name)
AKA: "I am Cousin Blues Clues."

She pulled that one out of the air, without missing a beat. Odd, since she hasn't watched Blues Clues in a long time. I was expecting "Ralphie" or "Arnold" due to the current Magic Schoolbus obsession.

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After our counseling session yesterday, AKA was upset as we were leaving, yelling and stomping and making  a scene on the way out (can't even remember what set her off that time). I turned my back on her for one second to say something to our therapist, and she bolted into the waiting room, raced right up to a grouchy-looking middle school-aged boy, got right in his face and started babbling stuff like, "I'm a bad Ralphie! I am being BAD because, because, because, I am Ralphie and I'm bad!" He just sat there stunned until I dragged her away out of the building. At least strange behavior from children is expected there, as it is a mental health center for disturbed children, but I hope she didn't traumatize that boy.

The Papa Murphy's worker yesterday was a little taken aback when AKA burst into the shop, made a beeline right for the counter and began chatting up the first person she saw, a young guy making pizzas.

"Hi! I'm Arnold! I have a doggie. It's an Arnold one. I LOVE YOU! Why you making pizza?" etc.

I just did what I always do, quietly signal for the person to ignore her. People usually try to be polite and listen and reply, since she's pretty loud and hard to ignore, until they realize the conversation is all rhetorical, does not require response, and trying to respond will not make it stop.