I was here on New Years...

I was here on New Years Eve, so it should have been a party inside. The place is basically a narrow hallway, with a few booths wrapped around tables on one side and the bar on the other. The stage is behind the bar (!!) and is approximately the size of a postage stamp. The lap dance area is a couple couches in the back.

The dancers come down a staircase from upstairs directly onto the stage and dance without energy or enthusiasm for a few minutes before retreating back upstairs. Since the stage is behind the bar, there is no hope of contact - tips are given by folding a dollar and throwing it. Most end up on the floor, where they're discreetly pocketed by the bartender.

Most of the dancers were fairly pushy about getting lap dances, which was a shame, as most of them were bordering on rotund. There was one cute girl with perky tits and blue hair, but the rest of the staff looked like burned out dancers several years past their prime, warmed over and thrown back on stage for one last dollar. To get a lap dance, you have to pay up front; the girl then goes to the front and pays the house for the dance before it ever starts. It makes it tricky to get multiple dances if the first one was good. A bouncer watches your dance to enforce no contact and to make sure the girl pays the house her dues ... the dancer I got a dance from tipped the bouncer (! on top of her fee!) to look the other way, but don't count on this.