I'm sure they do. But given that they also have a ward for crazy supernaturals in the basement, I'm willing to bet that they don't get checked to make sure they're following the rules all that often.

[As she finishes that comment, she picks up her veggie burger, and bites down. Bitter, copper juice floods her mouth, a texture so runny she might have mistaken it for blood. Immediately she recoils reaching for a napkin to spit out the bite, but when she looks at it, nothing outwardly seems wrong. A mash of masticated vegetables, bread and veggie burger patty.

Something nags at the back of her mind, but she tries to shake it off, inspecting her food as she tries to make sense of it.]