I was at some small-town convenience store, cashing a check or something, and I accidentally left a letter from a girl. When I came back, the girl behind the counter (the girl who lives upstairs) handed it to me, along with a note of her own encouraging me to keep going. A little later we went to the house of Brother Scott, but he was acting really weird. We talked with him for awhile, then left and tracted into the Pope. We had a good conversation, and actually hung out with the Pope for a while. We started talking about Adam and Eve, and I brought up something that would be blasphemous to the Pope, but he had left by then. We all became good friends, and we hung out with him often.