This was probably the stupidest idea for a fund-raiser that someone could've come up with - but it also was the best at the same time for a place such as the Ministry. Siblings would line up in droves for the taste of a Papa after many murmurs that have spread around of how they each were like in bed - curiosity was a good motivator, no?

Although Copia was no Papa just yet, he still was a senior member of the congregation - and a popular one at that. But..compared to the other Papa's? He was no match.

But he was put in a booth anyway, hoping for any sympathetic sibling of sin that would take pity on him and put some money in his jar after they'd had their fill of their desired Papa. He was fine with that, his line had been surprisingly long at first, but it would do something to anyone's self-esteem to watch the other lines beside his booth just grow and grow in size over the hour that was allowed while his turned into the occasional trickle due to time now running out.

Now he was standing there, waiting for the next person to approach him and watching the clock tick down.