[ha. yeah, sure. she was a lot better off now that she didn't have one constant specter of regret hovering over her, and for a bunch of other reasons, even with everything else about the app that was bothering her. she nudged Lillian back.]

People pay actual, real world money to come to a place and have a conversation with us. We get them to buy food and drinks so the club makes money, and they get whatever they're looking for. Practice, companionship, whatever. [she was getting better at describing it, but the whole thing did still seem a little silly.]

No touching. Boss is really clear about that. He'll throw people out of they get handsy.