[Luci has to bark out a laugh from her spot, reclined on a small, hard-looking bench. There's one for Poe too if he wants it.]

Ironically enough, if this building was still used for its original purpose, going back inside the closet would be the best thing a "poor, gay soul" could do. [She gestures and the bench.]

I imagine the irony is a little lost here, so I'll explain the joke. This building used to be a Catholic church-- a religion that focuses a lot on shame and staying in line, lest you find yourself damned for all eternity. And if that isn't funny to you yet, here's the best part: Guess Who Their Bad Guy Is?

[She grins, sharp, and settles a little more smugly into her seat.]