The minister rolled the window down as he chuckled realizing those born as Pookie all had rhyming names. Clearing his throat, he was about to ask if they were all from the planet Wookie.. but instead blurted out with a chuckle, "Malky MacDougal.. that's my name. Most call me Mac. Although, I kind of liked the sound of Preacher Boy, I gotta admit." This one seemed a bit more clear headed, someone he hoped would be more reasonable and despite her earlier yanking on his ear, which still stung, the minister found himself kind of liking Sukey Pookie. So far. Although deep inside he could feel a manic laugh taunting him for being a fool.  Those other two seemed okay at first also but look how that all turned out! No! Do not let your guard down! These people are all nuts. Bonkers. A laugh escaped a little too loudly as the word 'kooky' filled his mind.<br/>