I interrupt. "Anyway, not only you, Marv - all three of you." I place my cards on the table facedown. "I need a favor." "Like what?" says Marv.  They're all listening now. Waiting. "Well, I was wondering if we could all go" - I let the  words hurry from my mouth - "to church." "What?" "What's wrong with that?" I argue. Marv tries to recover from the shock. "What the hell do you want us to go to church for?"
- Markus Zusak, I Am the Messenger