Huh?

My mom treated Katie and me to an afternoon of "The Nutcracker" at AB High School. At intermission, Katie and I went to the lobby to find a big crowd of ballet-watchers hovering around tables loaded with plates of cookies and coffee urns. Katie looked concerned, grabbed my hand and bolted back toward the auditorium, saying,

"MOM! We gotta get out of here. This is somebody's church!"