"Yeah. All pristine and shit. Absolutely no stories to tell." He had the feeling if someone actually started a fight in there, the police would be called and those involved would be spending the night in jail. "We'd be out of luck the moment they started asking for IDs and fingerprinting." While there were advantages to not existing in this place, he figured they still had to be a little more careful than usual.
Shrugging on his coat, he dumped his keys in his pocket and then headed for the door. "I'll ask around, see if someone around here makes a good ID." Since they had no chance of having a legal identity around here, a fake one was looking to be a necessity. It seemed like almost everything required an ID anymore.