All I can give you is...

All I can give you is a really quick impression of this place, because there was NO reason to stay and three reasons not to -- dancers 1, 2 and 3. Dancer 4 must be the good-looking one, because it sure as hell was her night off.

The bar looks a heck of a lot better on the inside than it does on the outside. It's in a kind of an iffy neighborhood, and there's only space in the dirt lot in back (just a wide spot in an alley) for about five cars. Get there when it's busy -- though I don't know why it would ever be busy -- and you'll have to park on the street. Inside, it seems pretty clean and orderly, but nothing fancy for sure.

This was my second visit. The first took place probably 4 months ago. This time, I was there around 6 p.m. on a Wednesday. When I walked in, it was me, the 3 not-very-inviting dancers and the bartender. And there, we find the bright spot in this otherwise dim picture. The bartender was just as cute as she could be. A girl-next-door type, but compared to the dancers, she looked like she belonged on a runway in Paris or Milan. OK, slight exageration. Slight.