She wonders what she did to deserve that honor. She says, glancing away towards the sink, "Well, now I know that." She should do dishes before she leaves, tonight.

"The only reason Security is" hunting "trying to find you is that you've broken the bar's rules. There're only three, but they're supposedly enough to keep things peaceful here, since there're so many different kinds of people. No violence against other patrons, no business - but, 'business' meaning outside rivalries and such. If your arch-enemy came here, he mustn't do anything to you, and vice-versa. I've been told it's okay for selling things."

Or else she'd not be able to afford to stay here.

"And the last rule is that neither sex nor nudity is allowed in the bar proper."