So I finally went to check...

So I finally went to check out Arnie's. Here's the deal. I'm white, early 30s. Showed up on a Friday night at about 11:30pm. The neighborhood wasn't great, but it wasn't the worst place I've ever driven through either. Even though it was late on a Friday night, I never felt in danger in the car on my way from the expressway. I live in the city and grew up in the 'burbs... so I'm not one to hang out in this type of neighborhood regularly. The parking lots (there's one across the street from the club, too) were packed. There were lots of people mulling about in the parking lot. All were black. One beggar was trying to hit me up for change as I pulled my car in. There were 3-4 dudes standing around & working the door. They collected my $10 cover and I went in.

It's a medium to smallish club w/a bar area in the back and a stage area right where you walk in. I'd guess there were 15-20 dancers in the house (all were black) & about 75 patrons (all were black but for a few latinos... and I was the only white guy... although a 2nd white guy did walk in about 15 minutes after I got there). The only open seats were right next to the stage, so I took a seat, feeling a little uncomfortable since I was the only white guy in a packed house... but I was fine--nobody did anything to make me feel out of place. Waitress came by and I ordered a beer for $5.

Within a few minutes, one of the larger girls in the place came and sat next to me. I told her I'd never been there before and she offered to give me a tour of the place. I obliged and she walked me around... showing me a few random rooms with some seating (with nobody sitting in them)... and eventually walked me into the "champaign room"... which is presumably where all the private dances happen. The room is open and much darker than the main stage/bar room--and had 20 or 30 small cushioned armchairs and side tables. 3 or 4 guys were getting dances--and I'm pretty sure they were all getting the full service. The girl sits me down and says that I can get a lap dance, a BJ or some pussy. She rubs my dick a bit through my pants. She doesn't quote prices, but I decline because this really isn't the girl that I'd want to dance with as I wasn't all that attracted to her. I leave and go back to my seat in the main room.