Were you like a mormon or something? You kinda reek of it. No offense.

[Straight laced mother, weird naivety and all that. Sounds just like some sort of church kid who wants to bust out the beers and "get wasted" even though he'll be miserable puking into a toilet bowl sometime in the future. It's a recipe for disaster, Tate can see as much, but doesn't feel any strong desire to intervene that much. Oh well.]

I think religion's often a load of bullshit, especially when it's forced on you. Spiritual shit, if you're into it, should be a choice. And that was kind of the point, Mikey. Putting you on the spot to see how you do.

[He shrugs. Sips his beer, steadily approaching the end of it. Maybe he is getting a dull buzz.]

What's something interesting about you. What makes you special? C'mon.