[ that wink pulls another grin from her, crooked and slanting up one corner of her mouth — and then she settles in more, one forearm resting along the top of the bar. ]

Can't really complain. Been in worse predicaments than this. Once you've done time in a supermax, everythin' else is easy-breezy.

[ she says it very nonchalantly, like being imprisoned in a high-security facility is something that just happens to people rather than something they've earned through repeated bad behavior. ] How long've you been here, nice guy?