Hey guys, I am a nationwide...

Hey guys, I am a nationwide dancer and have worked in over 50 strip clubs across the US. Here's the scoop on Vegas clubs, this club in general. I went here to investigate, with my boyfriend behind the scenes on things. The website is false advertising and a huge scam from what the club looks like. There is no huge staircase! only 1 floor....that was a shame( from the videos on their website). The decor is lame, a little over average, with pictures of famous porn stars on the dark walls. The lighting is terrible! It was so dark in there, a trailor-trash nanny might blend in with the over-done makeup, tit jobs and lip implants, wigs and glitz. Seriously not exaggerating, very hard to find a natural beauty in here. The cover charge was 22 for me (female) and 25 I think for my boyfriend. A little steep but it's Vegas after all. Anyway the female hostess at the front wasn't very friendly (I asked about licensing), and I had two seperate bouncers check my ID twice,a little ridiculous. The drinks were pricey, but our male bartender was very friendly and not pushy. The waitresses will hustle you for drinks, but are still friendly about it and they are more attractive than the dancers. The stage dances are steep. As I told my boyfriend to run along and get dance prices info etc, I sat at the stage. Talent is unimpressive here. I got ripped off, the girl just rolled around for 3 seconds and then moved on. Later when my boyfriend explained to me how the champagne rooms were about 400 or so (as the stripper grabbed his nutsack aggressively), apparently when he rejected the dancer's offer she hit him in the leg with her purse and yelled at him. Very disrespectful, unprofessional, and that told us a lot about the desperation and hustle there. We then sat on a couch next to people getting dances, as we enjoyed our overpriced beers, and some of the dancers began to hustle ME: a sexy, slim, exotic young woman that belongs on Maxim's cover (yes I am tooting my own horn but I want you to get the picture) with her boyfriend. Now when other dancers begin to do that, those are acts of desperation. I don't come across as the "I'm an older woman here to play with strippers for my bf type". Which is fine, but you catch my drift. I started to get very irritated because one after the other kept coming and stopping while we were trying to finish our drinks. They would not take no for an answer from each of us. This made us feel very unwelcome, and anxious to leave. I was very unhappy from the experience, Vegas is not up par.