[He laughs heartily at that, his drunkenness making it a little hiccupped.]

At least it's not hell, right?

[He leans back against the wall, his eyelids drooping a bit from the drink. He guesses nobility must've been a thing in Sebastian's version of earth, by his wording.]

In this play, there is, in the city, there isn't. In fact, I have no idea who the fuck is in charge, and it's starting to annoy me.

[A giant, drunk grin.]

I'm shirtless whenever possible. I'm told my ass is great, but I could use a second opinion.