“I’m afraid I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“And you are?”
“ Do not play coy with me Vincent. You know exactly who I am… Well.. not in this form per say..” the woman smiles sinisterly her fingers lock themselves together filling the spaces between them as she places them under her chin. “ This form… is quite pleasing is it not? " her eyes flutter closed that unsettling smile still on her face. ” I do not expect many to recognize me.. and perhaps it is for the best. “

“ I would ask you what the likes of you are doing here. But something tells me I already know why you are in the chapel… Come to collect your greed, hm?”