"Have you found our lord and savior, Jesus Christ?" The man in a crisp white polo said as he held up a bible. He looked ready to use it like a weapon. "No, I haven't. I know you have everyone looking since he went missing, but I've not seen even a glimpse of the man." I said, making sure he knew I didn't care. I had to be extra careful, because Jesus was right behind the door. "Are you sure? If you could, please start looking, at least when you go out for groceries or something." Polo Man was looking a bit frustrated. I let out an exasperated sigh and said, "No thanks." I then slammed the door in his face. With the facade I was putting on, nobody would ever think I was harboring Him in my apartment. "Thanks for that." Jesus wiped sweat from his brow. "He was a bit more persistent than the last few." I told Him, "but he wasn't too hard to get rid of."

"Well then, back to the TV it is!" Jesus exclaimed as he brandished the remote in my face.

"We're gonna watch The Chosen, I assume?"

"Of course, I wanna know that they have everything about me right. I don't want them to spread the wrong message, y'know."

"I forgot to ask this, but; why did you leave in the first place?"

"They needed a break, and I did too. Simple as that."

"Cool."

this is my second time doing a prompt, hopefully it's halfway decent.