Penelope's meandering back to the bar from the backstage area-- some of these girls are just not used to performing in couture, shit needs adjustments-- when she passes a rather usual-looking gentleman that wouldn't otherwise get a second glance, except that he's wearing a priest's collar, and didn't Ilde mention something about that?

P.J. Lane, Girl Investigator. She approaches, entirely un-tentatively.

"Hi, are you Ilde's dude? She mentioned a guy in a collar, I just thought."