"I might have an idea." Kate has an idea of what the purpose of scaring the customers is for. She can feel it even now. How easy it would be for her to put up a force field and scare the toddler to keep him from rejoining his mother. The mother might be scared as well, the reward of two for the cost of one. She looks at the child and then swiftly looks away. Kate will not do it.

"When you first arrived here, did you feel as though you made a choice to serve something?" It is not an easy question for her to ask.

However, she will admit to one of her own fears. "I know it's illogical. I know that they won't hurt me and they're more afraid of me, blah blah blah." She involuntarily shudders. "I'm fucking terrified of them." She doesn't know if the ring-toss was singling out her individual fear or if a snake was just a convenient fear for the shape of the ring.