We failed to entice MIB out on Christmas Eve.
He informed me (mid-evening!) that he was at church.
I was surprised, sceptical. I retorted: "ALL NIGHT? What are you - Russian Orthodox, or something?"
We were unable to prise him away from his devotions.
I understand the strength of these spiritual urges. As I observed, "The Pool Bar is my church."
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