The parson was headed out the door of the local establishment. He'd been replenishing his supplies. Charlie Brown was patiently waiting in the back seat of the car. The parson opened the trunk and placed the package inside.
As he closed the trunk the parson noticed Mike Houston, pastor of the Congregation of the Righteous Followers of the Striving to Be Redeemed Brethren of the Everlasting Sanctified Fellowship, pulling up to the side parking area of the store. The parson moved toward his driver's door, started to open it and, as he did so, noticed out of the corner of his eye that Mike has made a 180 degree turn and was headed across the street toward a sandwich shop. The parson also noted the sandwich shop was not open. It wouldn't be open for another half hour. And then he watched Mike, after pulling on the door, walk around the sandwich shop to whatever was in that field out behind it.
The parson smiled. He went back to the trunk. He removed one of the items from his shopping. He pulled out a card and wrote on the back of it, “Here's something to wash that sandwich down.” He carried both the card and item across the lot and placed them in the driver's seat of Mike's car.