After Luke revealed his opposition to the plan, no one was able to refute it, though we were very much stunned by his confidence. Should he go out wearing the priest's robe, we would obviously be found out right away. The man was too handsome for our own good.
"Right," Betty said, nodding as she acknowledged his reasoning. "If there were a priest who looked like him, our church would have had way more worshippers than what we have now." Luke also nodded, content with her reaction.
With a finger pointing at his face, he added, "Nothing would be able to disguise this."
Seriously, if there was a competition for self-confidence, he would be the world champion.
"No disguise, then," I said, then took a deep breath as I tidied my robe, trying to get into the role of a sickly white witch. If anyone gets too close, I will just cough my way out. "Let's go."
