Just be careful of anyone you meet called Juliet, as foretold by the bard:
"...
But, soft! What light through yonder window breaks?
It is the east, and Juliet is the sun. --
Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon,
Who is already sick and pale with grief,
That thou her maid art far more fair than she:
Be not her maid, since she is envious;
Her vestal livery is but sick and green,
And none but fools do wear it; cast it off. --
...
Romeo and Juliet (Act II, Scene ii, 1-10)