[He can picture Enjolras in his mind's eye. The frown, the shift of his shoulders.]

If you mean the wine, it helps soften the hard edges of the world into something bearable. If you mean the blowjob, well. You said you'd figure that out yourself. [Pause- and his tone gains a mocking edge.] I can't imagine what else you might mean, as that's all there is to me.