INT. - COLLECTIVE OF ALL SOULS OFFICE - EVENING

Gerri followed Kinsey who, in turn, tread in the path of the receptionist. The whole place felt corporate, that feeling undiminished as they passed through the large, wooden doors behind the woman's desk and down a glass and stone hallway. More of the same simple elegance that screamed business, not church.

Though, Gerri had to admit, these days there seemed to be little separation. How often did her father tease her ...