Hire a personal consultant

"I believe I'll take your less intensive option."

"Well met. You may choose any of our employees under your service. However, all of our top consultants are currently in this room."

"Very well, I'll pick... you there, in the back."

A surprised young man perks up, silent in bafflement, but soon responding accordingly.

"Me?"

"Yes, you. Henceforth, you will be my personal advisor and consultant."

The newly-appointed advisor blinks a few times, still not having fully processed what this entails. He's here as an environmental consultant - he doesn't know much about religion or amassing a following. Thankfully, Eva is more than happy to explain the details of his assignment.

"I hereby deprive myself of choices on any matters, and will instead mold reality to how you, my advisor, see fit. While you are free to create provisions or amusement for yourself, I also expect results. My reverence will be universal by the time our time together will be over."

The wide-eyed little man gathers two rows of envious gazes.

"However as a precaution that you will eventually succeed, I will place one caveat: you will not be able to have an orgasm before your task is complete."

"Uh... what? Why?"

Eva flicks her fingers around, a spiraling trail of stardust flying from her hands and into the advisor. What looks like an enchanted chastity belt appears on his crotch.

"It's simple. While you may experience sexual stimulus, you cannot vent it in any way, not even by commanding me to do so. Unless you do satisfactory work, this pent up frustration will eventually bring you to mental ruin, at which point you will be of no use for me."

A worried *gulp* escapes the advisor.

"Now..."

Eva snaps her fingers, sending every other member of the conference back to their homes, offices, or wherever they were before taking this assignment. The long mahogany counter has been transformed into a small round coffee table, with chairs for Eva and her advisor.

"What's your name, mortal?"

"It's Chris."

"Excellent. So Chris, what can we do about my lack of worshippers?"