I stopped in just before the...

I stopped in just before the Monday Night Football game got started- probably less than a dozen contractors working, but couldn't really tell in the darkness.

The front door staff let me in without paying cover. Stumbling past the empty stages using the emergency light strips as my guide, I found a seat at the bar and attempted to get my bearings. While a couple of contractors engaged me in the usual "what do you do" conversations, none of them actually asked me if I wanted a dance. After one too many instances of watching pleasant, attractive, women disappear into the inky void of the club to never return, I decided to take matters in my own hands by stating "yes, I'd love to buy a dance from you" about ten minutes minutes into chatting with the next contractor, and off to the corner booth we went...

The booths were still free at that point and my conversation partner set about to ensure that I had an exceptionally memorable set of dances.And in that, she did some fine work... Wow!