No, you don't want to have anything to do with this

You suddenly feel much more uncomfortable. This is just not right. People can do whatever they want with their bodies, but publicly whoring out yourself for some quick money, or supporting this in order to bet more customers in an already very populated mall makes you feel sick.

“Thanks, I’m good,” you reply and turn away, “sorry, but this isn’t for me.”

“It’s fine, girl,” the woman says but sounds a little disappointed, “you need to know your worth. But then better not use this restroom anymore. The high animals might resent you for coming in here more often without supporting their practices. Not that this has happened to me before, but you do hear certain rumors.”

You are not sure what she means with this, but the woman is already leaving and you want to spend here as less time as possible too. Quickly you head out of the restroom and go away. You should look for some other way to spend your time until Eric comes back.