Molly looked up, startled then she blushed the blush of the Flynn bloodline. "Oh... sorry papaman. I was unmindful of your presence."
"I... uh... don't only let art flow here. I talk to the man upstairs, too. I also attend Mass, which isn't really massive in our church, kinda medium sized, really. I even stay awake and don't fidget too much. Unlike the couple who sits in front of us. Oh! I didn't cross myself! Oh... that's bad." She jumped up and ran back before Father Peter could react , dipping her fingers in the holy water and crossing herself, remembering each of the three.
"Sorry God, had a blip there. Hope it doesn't cost me too long in the betwixt and between."
She ran back with too much energy and almost overshot the front pew. "Sorry about that sir. My Sean usually reminds me of those things. They kinda sink down."