So we're deep into this in-character discussion that's probably going to determine whether one of the players gets permanently booted from the game, and I'm trying to negotiate more information and find an acceptable ethical choice. And the waitress comes back to check on us, looks at me and says, "Honey, you look worried." I said, half ironically, "I'm tired and I've got a lot on my mind."
She said, "You know, God never gives us more burdens than we can handle. You just remember that, and you'll be okay. He never gives us more than we can handle. It'll be all right, really it will."
It was a very strange moment of cognitive dissonance, having this waitress try to comfort me through a role-playing situation, and knowing there was no way I could possibly explain to her that yeah, it was going to be okay… it was all make-believe.
But apart from this piece of animation, the main thing that ran through my head was "Honey, the 'god' in this scenario is sitting across the table from me eating a corned-beef sandwich, and he lives to give me more than I can handle."