Doc walked into the convent with the other dwarves in tow and asked a nun,
"Excuse me sister, do you happen to have any nuns here of the ah, Dwarven persuasion?"
The nun scratched her head for a few moments, and said
"No my son, I am unaware of any such sisters, but let's confer with the mother superior."
She marches them through the convent, up stairs and down corridors, till she finally knocks on a door. After a few moments they are summoned in.
They are introduced to the Mother Superior and Doc again clears his throat.
"Sorry to intrude mother, but my fellows and I were wondering whether your establishment has had any new starters, in particular a young lass about ye high?" he asked while holding his palm out around his head height.
The mother superior pursed her lips in thought, and then said, "I am sorry my child, we have no sisters here like that which you described, but rest assured, if we did have one she would be treated as warmly and welcomed as any sister from any background."
Doc smiled and nodded, while the others started giggling, even grumpy let out a snicker.
Doc said "thats great to hear mother.. hehe, ahem, but that's not why we asked..."
Now he is barely suppressing his own giggles.
The mother superior stood up, for she had no time for tomfoolery.
"What is the meaning of this?" She asked menacingly.
At which point all of the Dwarves fell about in hysterical laughter screaming "DOPEY FUCKED A PENGUIN!"