Bay watched the dancers for long enough to feel sorry for them, then went to claim a banana from the breakfast buffet. The fruit's shape was unfortunate, but she figured there was absolutely no way anybody could mess up a banana inside its peel.

She sat a few tables back from the stage, breaking off chunks of banana to eat and occasionally getting offended on behalf of all womankind. And mankind. And humankind in general.

Really, strip clubs said nothing good about anybody.