[Jail takes one look at those eyes and slowly facepalms with one hand while digging in her pockets for her phone with the other.]

Good news, I'm pretty sure you ain't seeing that 'cause of your contract.

[Without even looking at the phone's screen, she taps through to the photo album and holds it up... revealing a shot of a rough sketch.]

Bad news is, it ain't just you.

[She slowly drags her hand down her face, letting it drop to the desk and looking him in the eye.]

Half the seers I know 'round here have been seeing this fucker for weeks, including me.