Aileen's mouth opened, then shut, as she shook her head.  Really?  This all had to be a joke.  She'd never heard of Hercules and the Mighty Loincloth.<strong>"If someone is wearing it, they can keep it."</strong>She informed him.  She was<em>NOT</em>stripping cultists.<strong>"So, you're running off then.  Anyone I can contact if I need help or information?  A divine direct line?"</strong>They could have at least given her a cellphone with unlimited text and voice, and maybe an eternal battery.<br/><br/>A sigh escaped Aileen's lips as he tried to make her remember.<strong>"I really wasn't hoping for a quiz today.  Bob?  George?  John?  Fine, Dagda, some too buff roid-head who probably roofied my mom.  Anything else?"</strong><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Roll Result: Jaded rolled: 3d10<br/>Comment: Remember<br/>Result: 2, 3, 8, </div></div>