Welcome, welcome... it appears you have strolled into the church at a rather late hour... Priscilla stated, setting her Bible upon the lectern in front of her. ...I would assume that you've come to confess... Priscilla said, her face cracking into grin stretching from cheek-to-cheek. It is just us in the church at this hour, mind you...

Confess what sin thou could have possibly committed... could it be: pride, greed, lust, envy, gluttony, wrath, or sloth?... Open thine heart to me...