I went in on a Saturday...

I went in on a Saturday evening. I had been given a card for a free entry earlier in the evening, but didn't need to use it. I was greeted at the door by a thin but very exuberant African American who made it clear that she would satisfy any desires I may have. As she garnered my attention at the door, she had no difficulty leading me past the bar on the left and out the doors to the rear. Walking on the cobblestones was tricky, but not an insurmountable obstacle. It was more of a problem for her friend who joined us a while later. She inexplicably needed to cling to me as she made her way across the cobblestone court. Dunno! :) Suffice it to say that I have one of their phone numbers should I ever get into trouble in the New Orleans area.