Max chuckles darkly. "'Weapons, to people likely to misuse them.' Called that one. Would've tested it, asked for a gun. They don't want anyone making trouble, for whatever it is they're up to. It's a restaurant, I'm a guest, wouldn't want to make a scene..."

Something should be happening, right now or soon. To take advantage of reciprocity, of course. Something the bar's going to ask him to do...

But there's the door. He could leave whenever he wanted. What is this place playing at?