[For what it's worth, Saul would probably be a customer of sex worker Daisy without a second thought. He's not picky there, and she's better looking than his usual companions. She'd even get free breakfast bars in the morning!

He almost laughs at the suggestion to talk about what's bothering him. It would be much healthier to do so, but he's never been about that life. Why talk when it's easier to bury it under layers of new identities and ignoring it to pretend nothing happened?]

Hey, I see no need to rush things. We've got all eternity down here, don't we? Might as well drink up and enjoy for now.