“I wonder if we’d be doing the right thing, setting him loose in a pole-dancing establishment?” said Hicks doubtfully. “No one will see him. And he can’t touch. They are very big on not touching in that place. I’m told.” “Yes, I suppose all he can do is ogle the young ladies.” There was some sniggering from the students. “So? They’re paid to be ogled at,” said Moist. “They are professional oglees. It’s an ogling establishment. For oglers. And you heard what’s going on in the palace. We could be at war in a day. Do you trust that lot? Trust me.”