Normally, Christine was quite happy to spend all of her time at home above the bookstore, but there was a change in plans. She was going to market when she noticed a flyer, she had barely made it to church as she didn't care much for it for obvious reasons. Still, the woman had been raised to go to church and she did believe in it to a point. Perhaps this would put her on God's good side at least a little. She stepped into the church, and gave a small wave to the man.

"Hello, I noticed the flyer. Are you really allowing anyone to give it a try?" She had learned a little bit of choir when she had been in church as a child with her mother. She certainly practiced for fun when her father hadn't been around as he hated it, finding it a waste. The woman hoped she hadn't grown rusty and perhaps this one but one more way to spite her late father.