After collecting the money, Larry steps over to Halesey, and finds out several things. For one, he was trying to sell porn to a nun. Two, said nun appears to have made the offer for him to come along with all of his literature, which seems to have made Halesey a little leery. A bit of persuasion on Larry's part, though, clears up the issue wonderfully, and the two follow Sister Greer out of the truck stop with all of their smut.
The walk along the freeway does not take overly long until they come to a small dirt road branching off from it into the woods.
"It's this way, follow me, good sirs," Sister Greer says, going down the road. As the two wizards follow, they get a bad feeling in their bones - fortunately, it passes quickly enough for it to be hardly bothersome, and the monastery is not too far off, anyway - it looks to be located in the sort of building that usually comes with a famous architect's name attached, a modern fenced-in mansion, its rather impermanent structure not holding up too well to what must have been at least four decades of withstanding the elements. It still looks rather pretty, though, in a mildly bland sort of way, and rather tranquil as well. Sister Greer walks up to the gate and presses the buzzer.
"Yes? Who is it?" a tinny female voice comes from a speaker.
"Sister Greer, Prioress."
"Your morning walks seem to be getting longer and longer, Sister," the voice says.
"I have brought something of interest, Prioress. Two men with interesting goods."
The speaker is silent for a moment.
"Not drugs this time, Prioress."
"They had better not be, Sister Greer," the voice replies, then cuts out. The gate unlocks audibly, and Sister Greer guides Larry and Halesey inside, past a well-kept yard that must have been host to quite a few flowers not two months ago, and through the front entrance. The inside of the mansion, though the structure itself has seen better days, is surprisingly tastefully decorated, and the state of the place is unexpectedly warm and friendly. That is, until they are brought into a spacious living room where seven other women, dressed casually, yet modestly, await them, most of them inspecting Halesey and Larry as well as Sister Greer in a very doubtful fashion.
The one woman that doesn't give the three of them a doubtful look is a woman in her late forties, who would have a very trustworthy, friendly face if it wasn't for the fact that she is currently using it to project a rather hostile glare toward the two new arrivals. Before she even opens her mouth, it's quite clear that she must be the Prioress.
"Welcome to our home," the Prioress says. "Sister Greer said you have 'interesting goods', which is already a reason for me to suspect something to be rather fishy about you two. I do, however, hope I am wrong in doing so."
"What they have is indeed interesting, Prioress... I suspect you will not like it, but it seemed important enough to bring here."
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