Interfaith

You found what passed for the campus chapel, it was a small room with about 2 dozen chairs and an altar. Inside were two girls and an older man.

"Hey," said the short blonde girl at the back of the room, "you here for the job?

"I am," you said trying to not be too obvious about checking her out.

She smiled and shook your hand, "I'm Angel."

"John," you offered.

"You're looking for the man snoring in the front row," said Angel, "steer clear of the brunette," she whispered.

"Angel," growled the brunette, "knock it off."

She walked over to you and extended a hand, "I'm Charlotte."

You shook Charlotte's hand and looked her over too. Angel was very petite and blonde whereas Charlotte was very voluptuous and brunette.

"You'll have to forgive the pastor," said Charlotte, "it must be hard to do God's work in such a sinful place."

"Uh huh," you offered.

"Pastor," said Charlotte gently shaking the man's arm, "we have an applicant. "

The man looked at you through half closed eyes.

"Religion?" he asked.

"Baptist," you replied drawing a nod from the man and a smile from Charlotte.

"Get him set up," said the man who was snoring again not 30 seconds later.

"So glad we have a fellow baptist," said Charlotte walking right next to you as Angel trailed behind, "now people might finally listen to my suggestions."

She led you to a small office where a few other girls were talking.

"These are the heathens," whispered Charlotte as Angel rolled her eyes.