[She does, in fact, believe in God -- this place has been challenging her stance as a strict monotheist, but that's neither here nor there at the moment. She listens with interest, though her left eyebrow hitches up just a bit higher with each statement. Still, it's not as hard to swallow as it might be otherwise. She's seen more than her fair share of weird. This is just a different flavor.]

So you went to high school with 'God.'

[She gives him a flat look, but it's not disbelieving -- more like she's trying to take a moment or two to absorb. A few inappropriate questions race through her mind. Probably best not to ask what God's extracurricular activities were.

... bet she was a cheerleader, though.]

So anything this person wanted, as long as they wished for it, it became reality. That's some pretty heavy stuff. How did people manage to keep their identities under wraps?