Sympathy For the Devil

*In the aforementioned Religious District, Ashley--remember her?--is whining piteously.*

Ashley: I've got a headaaaaaache...

Delores: *Sighs* Please, Ashley, quiet down...

Ashley: But we've been here for hours! This whole place is low-grade holy ground, and it's making me feel like someone took a sledgehammer to the back of my skull without all the shattering.

Delores: ...It's good for you. Maybe if you get used to holy energies, you'll be able to take your former--

Ashley: For the last damned time, Delores, that ain't happening!

Delores: Well, at any rate, we can leave this area once I make sure there's a suitable community of Witnesses. *Nods*

Ashley: ...That's why we're here? That's it?

Delores: Well, you're the one who keeps on talking about moving here...

Ashley: This place is going to be my capitol, Delores, if all goes well! Imagine the glory--an Empire ruled from a boundless city! It will be a symbol of the immortality of my--our--glorious regime!

Delores: That's nice, dear, but I don't want to move anywhere without any other Jehovah's Witnesses.

Ashley: *Succumbs to anime physics and facefaults*

Delores: Anyway...hmmm, don't you think it's strange how empty this place is? I mean, it's not a Sunday, but even still...

Ashley: *Dusting herself off* Now that you mention it, this city ain't exactly big on pedestrian population. Ah well. It's not exactly a normal metropolis.

Delores: True. *Spots a pair of pedestrians--a man and a woman, or perhaps it would be better to say a Mazoku and a former deity--and starts waving* Aaah...excuse me! Sir? Madam? Do you know this district very well...?