RE: So Many Collectibles, So Little Bullion

In the bright lit basement of an old church a group of people are seated on chairs arranged in a circle. A man stands up and introduces a woman in black punk-ish attire. She seats herself at the leader's encouragement and direction. She hesitates for a minute. Her hands on her lap with her distinct black nail polish. The tips of her platform boots slightly inward, her eyes fixed to her frigidity hands.
The leader softly prompts, "Go ahead, you can do it."
Her hands formed fist then relaxed, "My name is Kerris, ...and I collect silver coins."
The group replies, "Hello Kerris."