"Ask all the questions you want. It doesn't matter," with a shrug and a nod, she considers that statement. "Yeah, there're some pretty rough people. Good people too, but not a lot of them. Looking for decent people in that prison is like trying to find a needle in a haystack, I guess you could say."

Setting the hot sandwich aside to cool, she leans her back heavily against the counter and gives it an uneasy look before turning her stare back to him. "I guess I never thought of it that way. I was thinking more of those people who have those miserable corporate level positions because they pay a lot, but they hate them. I guess we don't have a lot of that... desperation, in that world. You guys have a lot of unemployment, then?"