 One day, the servant girl, who happened to be from nearby Israel, went to her mistress. Mistress, Mr. Naaman should go see our great prophet in Samaria. I'm sure he'd heal Naaman of his leprosy. Naaman found out and went to his friend, the king. Yo, Kingy! Ready for a game of shuffleboard, Naaman? Love to later, Kingy, but you know, I heard there's a man in Samaria who can cure me of my leprosy.