Though Joanie tensed at his questions, she realized that this was Micah. He was the biggest boy scout since Superman, and probably even bigger since Superman was such an asshole when he wasn't punching out bald people. She could trust him not to blab, if only because he was such a goody-goody. "Hebrew," she said, standing up to inspect the cells. As he mentioned five, she cursed to herself. She was going to be here forever. What if that guy woke up partway through? She pushed the thought aside.
Glancing over at him, she smirked at his amazement. "Yeah. I know." She turned to face him, spreading her arms wide. "Feel free to worship me at any time. I was thinking about waiting before going viral with a cult, but if you're this impressed, then I might have a shot if I start now."