Jill was amused to discover that the customers in the palatial theater restaurant where she worked were just marks... marks with more money but still marks.  She discovered something about herself, too; she enjoyed displaying herself, as long as she was safe from hands that she did not want to grab her.  With her steadily increasing Martian honesty she examined this newly uncovered facet in herself.  In the past, while she had known that she enjoyed being admired, she had sincerely believed that she wanted it only from a select few and usually only from one - she had been irked at the discovery, now long past, that the sight of her physical being really didn't mean anything to Mike even though he had been and remained as aggressively and tenderly devoted to her physically as a woman could dream of - if he wasn't preoccupied.