"Depends. Most are ex cons, but nobody here is terribly psychotic or dangerous to the rest. I assume you're an ex con?"
Karaiyah then rolled her eyes, tone fake condescending. "No, you can't drink in the house. What do you take us for, animals?" She paused, eyes alighting slightly. "You're musical? Do you sing? Can I hear?" Her virtuoso nature got the best of her as her speech increased in speed, making her hardly understandable.