Inside the Church is the Back Row seat.  It is reserved for all who wish to mingle and have the status of the rest of the congregation but they do not.  They are not quite outcast, but they must wait for the proper respect of the rest.  In front of the painted black row seats are the rich mahogany sets.
Inside Church Back Row, Inside Church
acolyte
person
I am a sick person.  I have been sick for two days.  It is hard to eat.  I am cold.  I am waiting for the doctor to visit me.
Good day. Please join me in a prayer for my health. As you wish. May I ask what is ailing you? I wish I knew. The doctor has not yet been to see me, and it has been two days already.  Where does it hurt? Do you feel sick right now. I could pray over the area. My stomach pains me. I've been unable to eat. I'm plagued by cold chills. I I see. Maybe you would be more comfortable at home. I could bring several acolytes to pray over you. More power in numbers but you must be quarantined. I do not wish to be alone. I came to be comforted by the presence of others, my fellow believers. I had hoped I might even find a doctor here. I understand and the church understands but in such a confined space with so many people. You said plaque and we cannot handle another one of those! I only meant plagued as in bothered. Please let me stay. Perhaps there is a doctor here in one of those gorgeous mahogany pews further up. I know I am lowly, but perhaps you could use your influence to help me. Oh, thank God. I still wake up in cold sweats dreaming of the plaque. Unfortunately I am but a lowly follower as well. I really have no pull but I will ask around for a doctor. I am not wealthy, but I will gladly donate to the church as a gesture of gratitude for your help. What a kind gesture. Only what you can afford. The church does well.