Here’s a personal experience…
I’m a lawyer and a woman, and when I was in law school I interned one summer at a large city DA’s office. Naturally, I was in contact with a lot of criminals, and being young and somewhat naive, I always tried to be friendly to them.
One was a twenty-something gang member that was about to go to trial, and I remember wishing him good luck. He looks me over and says something about maybe getting together if he manages to beat the charges. It made me nervous, but I remember thinking that it was late in the summer and I was about to pack up and head back to school in a few weeks, so I didn’t worry too much about him.