Varia walked toward the mysterious priest. She heard him scoff his words at her. She made sure her gun was covered under the breast pocket of her black leather jacket. She looked serious but non-threatening. 

"Um no Sir I'm not." She stopped and showed him her police badge. "Detective Varia Crest with the NYPD." And then she looked around this place. "Is there somewhere we could sit? I wanted to ask you what your words mean, if I may?"

She shows him the newspaper. "You've made quite a stir. And when everyone thinks its just a mad man, I think there's a different reasoning behind your "ramblings." I thought maybe....they were [b]warnings[/b]...."

She paced with her hands held clasped together and gracefully glided her feet as she walked. "Weather we cannot explain. Earthquakes, volcanic eruptions...my nightmares. All point toward what is mentioned in the end of days of the Bible." She turned her pensive gaze toward the priest.