Rico rubs his chin, putting on a show of consideration. Then, with great ceremony, raises his finger and points at various places in the crowded room.

To a particularly rowdy group of Legionnaires laughing loudly and ribbing each other. "Public disturbance. Sentenced to four months each in the iso-cubes."
A person tipping his cup of tea into the trash can. "Improper disposal of waste. Sentenced to thirty days in the iso-cubes. There's a liquid waste receptacle to the right he knowingly ignored, so add a three-hundred cred fine to that."
Somebody dropping a plastic fork under the table and after a glance, leaving it there with a shrug. "Littering. Six months in the iso-cubes."
A large, bulky man holding up the line by standing in front of the drinks section. "Loitering and causing obstruction. One hundred credits fine."
Then, finally, an alien with ten shuffling feet just going about her business. "Walking funny."

Hey, this is pretty fun. Like an exercise in the academy. Rico then looks sidelong at Thad, conspiratorially whispering to him a shared joke. "But if it were me, I'd just let her off with a warning. Not like she can help it!"