"Yeah, those. I knew it was like... six or seven or something like that." She waves a hand dismissively, knocking back the last of her lemonade. "Not Catholic, myself. Grew up in a lazy-ass Protestant home. As in we went for Easter and Christmas, that was about it."
She grins. "So you're a flyboy, huh? What branch? My uncle was Air Force."
Yes, Envy knows how to bullshit on the spot. What a performer.