FWIW, I grew up shooting pool in some of the worst dives you could imagine. There were no fancy tables, no fancy cloth. More times than not the room didn't have carpet. These rooms smelled like beer and cigarette ashes. The bathrooms smelled like piss - maybe they would spray the scrubbing bubbles once every 6 months, but when most of us had to go really bad, we just held our nose and used the bathroom anyway.
I'm not really a fan of upscale rooms. If you want to pay $20 an hour in table time, that's your business. I could buy a table for what I'd spend in a week playing in some of these high dollar rooms - so it doesn't make any sense to me to justify their prices by blindly paying them. Many people feel the same way I do, and we'd opt for a home table instead of paying outrageous prices. This is why pool halls are dying all over the country. If all of us had supported the pool halls while they existed, we wouldn't have this problem.
I agree that the owners of that place should get the drugs out of there and at least clean it up - but as a former room owner I know that you can't follow everybody to the bathroom and monitor their activity. At my pool hall, I had people tag the walls in the ladies room with their own feces. I didn't ask for them to design my restroom that way - but nonetheless, it happened. The girls that did that weren't wearing hoods, nor did they look like little gangsters.
People snorting coke in the stalls? That stuff happens in the high class rooms too - it's just hidden better. If you think I'm wrong about that, you're not in touch with reality.
You can always offer to help out the room owner. When I was a kid, I would come in every Saturday morning at 9:30. I would crush beer cans, empty the trash, clean the balls, the tables, the bathrooms, clean the windows, sweep and mop the entire place. In exchange for my hard work, I would get free table time for the entire weekend. Table 12 was mine as soon as I was done with the work. It was a win-win situation for the room owner and I. That place was a dump - crappy tables - chipped balls - but I'd give my right arm to be able to walk into a place like that today. I learned a lot in that room - a lot more than what the players are learning in the sports bar/ poker palaces that you walk into today.