"Nah what'd they wanna see me for?" Ann laughed, belittling herself as usual so that no-one else could do it first. "I'm only a Tavern owner I'm not their mistress nor their friend. I doubt they'd want any free Mead either! But if ever there's a problem, Connie, and they can't work the streets you send 'em round to me and I'll give em a few days' work. Can't have 'em missing out, and though I can't beat up the blighters who might take advantage when they're struttin their stuff, I can certainly sort out the customers. They seem to be alright if I threaten 'em with no more booze!"