Joan's walking down the hallway at school when suddenly a giant red plastic bag gets shaken out in front of her face, surprising the heck out of her. Female Custodian God announces, "God's here!" Female Custodian God is wearing some kind of long metal thing hanging from her belt. Me: "What's that? A kirpan?" (Okay, I knew it was way too long and thin to be a kirpan, but it's what came to mind.) Frink: "Cattle prod." Female Custodian God guffaws as she walks along, asking Joan how it's going. Joan: "Why do you ask questions you know the answer to?" For God, are there any other kinds of questions? Female Custodian God says it's to give Joan the opportunity to respond. Joan: "Of course! Thanks for all the extra work at exam time." She tells Joan she's already done most of the work: "The last couple of years? Think of them as kind of a training ground, a spiritual boot camp. You're doing quite well. And I'm God. I should know." They walk outside. Joan says that whatever she's being prepared for, she's not ready. Female Custodian God: "You will be. Oh, look. There's Adam. Why don't you go say hi?" Adam's talking to someone who's leaning against a tree with his back to the camera. Three guesses who that someone is. Joan decides not to fight the mini-assignment and asks, "Were you YaYa?" Female Custodian God: "Why do you ask questions that you know the answer to?" Joan sighs and trudges off. Female Custodian God grabs her long metal thingy, which turns out to be some kind of garbage grabber, like a giant pickle picker, and starts picking up paper.