Well, if he doesn't mind much whether his admissions paint him in a bad light, Faith won't give him grief for it. She's dealt with plenty worse, considering her personal history. Murder rehab taught her all about judging not. She generally likes that motto.

"Letting loose? I can get behind that. But if you're trying to get anything better than a light buzz, wine isn't the way to go." She pushes her half-empty highball glass over to him with one finger. "Especially if you think it should be the 17th century."