"Mmm. And now you've come to the worst villain you know to ask about it." Erin sucks in a soft sigh. There is...

...A sound?...

Of liquid moving through a straw or maybe a tube, for Erin has worn her beer hat and it is full of Mountain Dew from the buffet. No way was she gliding with two hot drinks.

"...I'm decently sure I know the answer to this already, since you're, y'know, a Southern American, but are you a Christian girl, Helena?"