Jacob took a sip from his drink, but it did little to hide his devilish grin.  With a raised eyebrow, he looked and replied. "You do know why whores go to church don't you?" He paused for a moment, taking another sip of the single malt scotch before setting the glass on the bar.  "They go to question to find clients, besides only grandmothers got to church to actually pay attention to the priest.  And then, some of them are probably wondering if they could get him to give up the cloth and go home with them."<br/><br/>Jacob looked around again briefly, then turned back to Roland. "You name someone who doesn't stand out in here, and I may just have to buy you a Christmas present."