Gabriel (he's in the middle of an astral trip)

You arrive at the fourth circle of hell called Gluttony, walking until you see Gabriel in a room made of flesh, standing in a corner and smoking a bong.
Gabriel: ahh... this stuff hits like a truck... should I stop doing this and focus on the machine? naaa, no need, I just need this beauty...
The archangel Gabriel says to himself, continuing to smoke from his bong, unaware of your presence.