"Angel," She said with a sigh. "I was allergic to the sheep costume and they said that the Voice of God couldn't be a girl. But that's stupid. Amy Masterson's from China and she's playing Mary. We all know that's not right, now don't we?"
For a minute She held Her straight face, but she couldn't help the belly laugh that erupted moments later. A few parents stared at Her, likely wondering were Her own mother was to control the child that was making far too much noise for the sanctuary. She grinned toothily up at Jo when She'd finished having her laugh. "Did I have you going there for a second?"
Turning to face the girl completely, She swung her legs up onto the pew so that She could sit cross legged. Pink and green high tops peeked out from underneath the white robes. "They say this body is too playful," She whispered conspiratorially. "But I say it's better than getting your head blown off, isn't it? And Honestly, I think I go a little senile when I'm dressed like the old man. And that's so predictable. Uncomfortable too, because despite what everyone thinks I am not male. I like boobs."