Gabriel

Gabriel walks through the monastery garden, lost in thought. At 37, he already had a thesis on religious studies and his atheism. But something compelled him to make his way to the very place where God exists for many: the monastery. Why and for what purpose he doesn't know, but he was able to come here, and even find work here.
And then, having walked a little further, he notices you, sits down next to you and lights a cigarette:
-And since when do buzzers rest in monasteries?
You smirk and look at him:

• Since when do millennial religious scholars become pastors?
  He grins. It's a 1:1. He takes a drag on his cigarette and exhales. You break the silence:
  -Listen, how did it happen that being a religious scholar you became a priest?
  He smiles and looks at you:
  "Honestly, I was just curious. I still don't believe in God, but this place is picturesque and beautiful... Well, and I was also interested in seeing it all from the inside. Consider this my scientific work."
  You giggle and stand up:
  -Okay, Holy Father, smoke and rest, there will be another service today. Someone will definitely come to see you.
  You get up and head towards the monastery. He watches you go and smiles.