[He scoffs a laugh, with another sip from his bottle after he had been twiddling with the paper label around it in his drunken state.]

Perhaps it's not like Christianity at all, like you say, but boundlessly better. If you're going to dedicate yourself to some state of disbelief it may as well be one where being a courtesan is a spiritual experience and drinking heavily is communion.

[He gets up then, looking around his things.]

Keep going, I'm listening.