"Wow, Nick," Maya says, grinning as she follows Phoenix. "This place is so fruity! I can see why you like it here."

Intrigued by what you've just accidentally overheard, you turn and look at this random girl, raising an eyebrow. She is literally in a gay bar. Of course, it's fruity. But maybe she's just referring to the ungodly amount of fruit-themed paraphernalia in this place.