Nepeta Les-Jeans and Terezzi are going to live in my head rent-free for the foreseeable future.

Ahem.
/əˈre.di.ə məˈɡi.do/
/ˈtæv.ros ˈnaɪ.trəm/
/ˈsɑ.lʊks ˈkæp.tɚ/
/ˈkɑr.kæt ˈvæn.təs/
/ˈnɛ.pə.tə ˈle.ʒɑn/
/kəˈna.jə ˈmɛr.jəm/
/təˈrɛ.zi ˈpaɪ.rop/

/ˈvrɪs.kə ˈsɚ.kɪt/

/ˈɛ.kwi.ʊs ˈzɑ.hɑk/

/ˈɡæm.zi məˈkɑ.rə/

/ˈɛ.rɪ.dən æmˈpɔ.rə/

/ˈfɛ.fə.ri 'paɪ.ʃis/

/dəˈmɑ.rə/ /ˈru.fi.o/ /mɪˈtu.nə/ /ˈkæŋ.kri/ /ˈmju.lɪn/ /ˈpɔ.rɪm/

/læˈtu.lə/ /əˈre.ni.ə/ /ˈhɔ.rʊs/ /ˈkʊr.loz/ /ˈkro.nʊs/ /ˈmi.nə/

I think the only truly objectionable one here is how I pronounce Peixes, but in my defense, I also pronounce it occasionally as /'paɪ.sis/ or /'paɪk.sis/ with little to no consistency.