"And we haven't even gotten to portkeys, yet. Though, I don't really know how they work... I don't use them."
She took the wallet that was still on the table, and fingered through it lightly, finding a business card. "Oh, Father Daniel... It looks like it's your lucky day." She flipped the card toward him, showing it was his own... or Fr. Flannigan's, and listed his church information on it.
"Seems you do. And what was his is now yours. to do with what you please."