He laughs at that. "That'd do it." He could go poking in her mind to figure out just who it is she's talking about, but he can wait to see if she's cooperative before he takes that route. When they reach the church, he pulls open the heavy door for her. It seems quiet inside, with only a few people milling about nearer to the altar. "Must have really rained on your parade, getting dumped into the snow." Is he amused? Yeah, he is. But only a little.