Yes

You've already bribed the owner of this place. Giving random strangers all-access passes probably won't raise his opinions of you.

"Alright, fine," you say, sitting back down. "One meal. And no dessert!"

"Fine by me," Blake smiles. He leans back in his chair, and then a flash of realization crosses his face. "I just realized I never caught your name."

"I'm John," you say. You then sit in silence until Bunnyboy comes back.

"You needed something else, sir?"

"Yes," Blake says. "I want you to get my friend some nicer clothes." Bunnyboy runs off.

"What's wrong with my clothes?" you ask, taking a bite of steak.

"Cutie, this may be a whorehouse, but it's an expensive whorehouse. You don't want anyone else realizing you bribed the owner, do you?"

"No..."

"So, therefore, you need nicer clothes."

You both sit in silence for a moment. What do you look at? The strippers, Blake, other customers?