Abbey snorted. "Lady, the only sacrifice I've made recently is paying the rent instead of cable." Man. Here she was, offering to help, and the woman kept insinuating Abbey was some kind of moron. Well, she'd be the first to admit she wasn't a Rhodes scholar, but that didn't mean she deserved to be treated like a short bus kid. It just proved how freaking rude people could be when they considered themselves better. She stepped closer and took another look at the snake, the strange woman, their surroundings. There was something clandestine about this whole situation. Why wouldn't a religious person be doing this on a real altar with like, other participants?
"Wait... Is this some devil-worship shit?" Abbey blink-blinked. "Because if it is... uh-oh." She shook her head. "No way, I'm out. I don't mess with dark forces." Not even as a teenager when her friends dared her to conjure up spirits with a Parker Brothers brand Ouija board.