Life is a combination of magic and pasta.

He's going to indulge them by going to the one this coming Monday but aside from the fact that he has NO interest in bible study, I don't know how they thought he'd want to attend a weekly hour and a half class that starts at 7pm.

I told him if he wants to tell them no, it might be easier if he tells them that it's just too late for him (which it is, by 8pm, he's ready for bed)