Well, a pretty good point. But there are bars and then there bars. If they were in the interior of the island at one of those places or perhaps between Ti Case and Oyster Pond in one of the places strictly for locals, they did not belong there.
Kind of like, "I put on my pink leotards, and my purple plume hat and walked into a biker bar, and said 'all you sissy bikers are pussys!'
See?
They'll be hell to pay since one of the "lovers" was an employee of CBS.
I wonder what would have happened had one of the Americans been a 50 year-old man and the other a 12 year-old boy fondling and kissing in a St. Maartin pub?