Eddie smiles wryly, "That's a thorny topic, and one I'm not qualified to speak on. At least, that's what my best friends would say. Richie is Catholic, Stan was Jewish, and I was raised Methodist. We had some pretty interesting discussions as kids."

Eddie stands up from the table. "I was hoping I'd be able to do something to help from here, but I suppose not. If you're up to continuing, I think we've still got some time and light left. Otherwise, we can just pack up the tools and supplies for the night. And I'll give you a ride to the Temple in the morning."