Sleep-deprived Alex tells slightly-high Adrian about the fare that forced him to go to a strip club, we marvel at the metaphor of taking people on journeys down the road and through life, we question the both old gods and the new gods, and wonder if everyone is talking about the same person named Jesus, we contemplate why so many people can’t distinguish different degrees of truth, and we ultimately pontificate on why the hell people just can’t be nice to each other.