"Yeah, I mean more in the sense that the addict needs to want to get clean, which uh.... Yeah." Hewley shrugs, showing off that her clothes aren't quite as cheap as they seemed. Or perhaps are, because while the white top contains, it definitely isn't concealing. "And I'll send a couple of visitors keys once I get her set up. Just remember that it's also a bar."<br/><br/>And it has been quite the day. Rather mockingly, the sun still hangs in the smoke laden air, just the barest hints of remaining day. Or that could be an ad. Everyone's facing the right side of town for either to be the answer, much like arcology folk.