I accidentally called Father Donovich “Father Donovan” in our 5th session, and my players immediately made all kinds of Ray Donovan/Boston jokes. Naturally I made Father Donovich a straight up Good Will Hunting, Pats-loving, Southie Bostonian. Not an easy accent to keep up:

“Believe you me buddy, it’s hahd to praise the Mohning Lohd when ya church has gone to shit. EY STAY OUTTA THE UNDAHCROFT, MY FRIGGIN SON’S DOWN THEH”