The Ringleader runs a respectable establishment, y'know? None of that hanky-panky. He expects his employees to be in their own beds, with their own gender. Of course, carnies are loyal to the end - if a young man happens to crop up in a young acrobat's bed, well... No one is going to point fingers. The female employees sleep in a line of mobile homes, each one sleeping about four comfortably.
