[He could see the conversation veering this way, and yet it plays out and all Jeremiah wants to do is laugh. Instead, he goes for another form of honesty.]

To a degree, yes. [He's smiling, but it's not very warm.] But that's not why I go. It's an old habit that I don't have many other avenues to satisfy. I miss things like a glass of wine with dinner, it's no attempt to drown my sorrows.

[If he were to try, Jeremiah would need a lot more credits to be successful.]