Word Play 2

This morning, while waiting for Elsie and OC in the garage, well-trained AC pointed at the logo on the hood of Elsie's 550i and read:

B... M... W!

I congratulated AC on the fine job.

"What does that spell?" Inquired AC.

On the fly, i responded:

Be... my... wolf!

AC repeated after me dubiously, and giggled. I giggled in tow.

And for the rest of the day AC would intermittently repeat the acronym and the phrase it purportedly stood for, and giggle.

I felt evil!

My first version was gonna be "Be my woman", but censored for inappropriateness. The kid is way young for forlornness yet. Let merriment reign while it does!