The sun shined brightly from the stained windows, and the Sunday Mass had been concluded for the morning as Parishioners begin to take their leave for the evening. Pastor Jeff stepped down from his pulpit with that giddy smile of his. His energetic energy gleaming from the smile lined that was visible on his face. He adjusts his tie, saying his goodbyes for the ones who left, bringing in an empty Church to be left with abandoned pews with nobody to sit on. A sigh abrupts from him while his hands come up to adjust his tie. He clears his throat, taking his attention away from the Parishioners who took their leave, now glancing over at the Reverend, who stood aside from the pulpit, yet to come down. Silence came between the building where harmony would be set in through the small city of Texas. This was until Pastor Jeff had a clear cough of his throat, grabbing the attention of the other, clasping his hands together. ".. Anything you'd like to share.. or — discuss from today's service, Reverend?" He calls out with an eyebrow raising, now walking his way toward.