"Yeah, I do," Mary threw back at him, proving with one sentence that she was literally no better than him. Turn the other cheek, their Lord had said. Love your neighbor as yourself, He'd said. Let he without sin cast the first stone, He'd said.
But, dammit, sin-to-the-brim Mary was just so good at throwing those rocks.
"And you can call it Pride all you like, because fuck knows I'm best friends with every sin, but I am better than you."