proselyte reception technique

Soo smebody was like hey,
"Mind
if I talk 
to you about
our Lord & Savior?"

I was like hey "Knock yourself
out you can talk about YOUR
Lord & Savior all night! But
I've got mine and mine's
the best."

"Jesus Christ" they said?

"Don't blaspheme, CUR."
I intoned: "MY LORD 
will take care of you 
later for such slips!" 

"No no I mean - is your
Lord & Savior Jesus Christ?"

"Mind your business."
I intoned. "Just get on
with your sales pitch. We'll
see who's interested." 

Wait. Out of curiosity 
I asked, "Are you saying
yours 
is
Jesus Christ?" 

"Sure is," they intoned. 

"He's pretty great, isn't he?"
I broke into a broad grin: winning,
winsome - but with a sort of mysterious,
maybe mischievous conspiratorial leer
in it, the almost sneering superiority
of 'we in-the-know,' Lording around, 
Lording all over. A grin like that   
- like being in cahoots with some
stranger who thinks you are.

"So,"
I nodded indulgently. "Gimme your
best Good News pitch. I'll help you
tune it up a bit. Big time."