"Yeah yeah yeah, blah blah blah," Emilie rolled her eyes, ignoring the wrenching feeling in the pit of her stomach that came at the threat of fire. Furthermore, she was officially arguing with a crazy homeless man. She was pretty sure that made her the crazier one.

"You didn't answer my question, dick-head. You just gonna yell at people and hope they find Christ? Do you really think threat of damnation even works on people these days?"