"I mostly came in to get out of the cold," he admitted. "Though I'm happy to spend money enough to justify keeping me inside," he added quickly.
The lights went out, and he obediently took a seat, taking in the decor as he went. It was nice, very nice, but he wasn't sure that it was what he was expecting when he walked in off the street. "Thank you. I'd happily take some coke, if you have any," he said. "I'm developing quite a taste for it."
"I thought that this place was an inn of the usual sort... but I'm guessing that isn't the case, looking around me. Have I accidentally wandered into a brothel?" he asked, without any particular note of judgement, just a vague sense of curiosity.