Here's the run down. Well first...

Here's the run down. Well first off, it's out of the way in a bad part of town. Second, the price, albeit a fair cover charge at five bucks, the bottled beer was five bucks, a soda was five bucks and even a water was five bucks. There was no one dancing on stage when we got there (10:30pm on a Saturday). The good thing (in my opinion as a smoker), was that they allowed smoking in there (illegally). I asked how many girls were working and the answer was four... on a Saturday night. When a girl came up to me to talk, I noticed her teeth were rotting like a person who smokes hard drugs. She eventually asked if I wanted to see her dance on stage and I said I would. She asked if she could have a smoke first and I said OK and she left for about 10 minutes, came back with an unlit cigarette and was fidgety and nervous, but did smell of perfume. What was she doing in the back? Another girl offered my friend a pain pill. When the one girl went on stage, she didn't move fast or get into the music. She just listed lazily from side to side adjusting herself in the mirror. After a bit of watching her "dance" we left and the doorman followed us outside, almost the whole way to the car. He said they walk everyone out, but he made me nervous. It ended up being fine because he helped us get out of the parking lot by holding us back at a blind corner as traffic was coming. Once on the road, some Purell and the desire for an antibiotic. I let my curiosity get the best of me