Her name was Paran.
She told me it was a Biblical name that meant beautiful. Not being much of a Biblical scholar I had no idea if what she said was true or not. However, she was indeed a beautiful woman and probably one of the most intelligent people I have ever had the good fortune to meet while waiting in line to purchase tickets for a movie.
After about four months though the game of oneupmanship that we somehow had fallen into had worn thin, especially when it came to our twice weekly Scrabble game, and we parted company.
I still maintain that "Cowan" is a name, not a word.