Lou looked back to his passenger, his smile still not faltering. "A fine destination." Studying the man's robes, he realized he likely served in the church, but to what capacity, he couldn't tell, so he assumed it was Father. Considering Lou went to church every Sunday and sometimes other days of the week as well, he knew the current Father of the Catholic church well, and this fellow wasn't it. "A pleasure to have you in Whitby, Father," he said cheerfully, "are you here to visit our humble clergymen?"