Over at the Hidout on First Hill, a serious looking bouncer named Francisco is busy keeping the uninvited out of a private party. But he had time enough to convey his estimation that the Hidout is indeed “a very smoky bar,” but “that’s all about to change.”

Francisco plans to start bringing a flashlight, a measuring tape, and some chalk to work. “And I’m going to draw a line,” he says, showing a intimate knowledge of the dreaded 25-foot rule. “It’s a health issue for me.” He wasn’t kidding.