"Archibald, pardon me for asking, how old were you when you started serving in the Papal State?"
"Twelve, and by fifteen I became an aide to the Pope."
"Got it."
Wayne made the sign of the cross in front of himself and looked towards the crucifix direction of the great cathedral: "Oh Father in Heaven, today I heard another story about the Pope and a little boy, can I still go to Heaven?"
"..."x2
Mona stood there with her mouth agape, and the female clergy across from her were also rendered speechless.
"Hahaha, Mister Wayne, that's a good joke, very suitable for Hell."
Archibald smiled brightly, not feeling offended at all, and continued on the subject: "I've heard many similar jokes too, but I assure you, the Pope's orientation is quite normal, he doesn't like little boys."
"Really? For real?"
"Of course."