"So it seems you have discovered our meeting place..." Dakota chuckled menacingly to himself as he came into the room behind Eddy, and locked the door. His voice had dropped an octave, and his short skirt and blouse had been swapped for a toga, speckled with blood. From his neck hung a solid gold medallion shaped into a phallus. "How do you like the decorations? Do they not bring pleasure to the senses?" Dakota saw Eddy's face was contorted in shock and horror and perhaps pain from stomach cramps. He had been chewing an awful lot of gum. "Don't be afraid. Embrace our Lord Priapus and he will show you the way." He moved over to the altar and started applying holy lubricant to his hands and nether regions while Eddy looked on. "I suppose I should explain. I am a recruiter, of sorts. We knew there would be someone at the LGBT meeting worthy of joining the Church of Saint Priapus. You are that someone. You have a great power, Eddy. The sheer concentration of your gaiety is causing the physics of our world to break down, as you have seen. Join our church, and learn to channel that gayness for the greater glory of the Holy Cock!"