First thing: the facilities here are...

First thing: the facilities here are AMAZING. What's odd is that they're clearly dealing with the same square footage as the old Rick's, yet the place actually seems much bigger, and is far nicer / cleaner. If the Franks had just not dodged taxes, and put a little money into the place to make it look like this, the Rick's of old would have been an untouchable institution to this day. The place has a very "red" motif, when you walk in the main area is comprised of two stages (and there are TVs next to each stage which appear to show what was happening on the other stage, which is kind of cool). The seats are that usual Deja vu style tables with narrow curved style chairs (if you've been in a deja vu, you know the type). When I went in there were several women working, all of them fairly attractive to smoking hot. If I have one knock, it's the bathroom attendant- cut that shit out, Deja Vu, no one is mistaking this place for a high-end exclusive place like the "Rainier Club". At least he was funloving, sang to himself, and didn't do that hover / over-attentive thing.

# Ambience.

This being a Deja Vu, it's a low-mileage club with two dance areas, a general "VIP" room or whatever, and the "Vegas" room. Only one dancer kept trying to get me to go to the "Vegas room", which she cooed would be without the clipboard counter dude wandering around- as if I'm supposed to believe she'd be blowing me back there if I shelled out the cash. I also think I recall reading it's crazy expensive- like $200/15 min, $600 / hr plus whatever you pay the girl). I wasn't born yesterday, so I insistently passed up on this amazing "opportunity". She still gave decent dances in the main dance room. All the dances I had were nice, for Deja Vu (but again low mileage; you'd get bared breasts, some touching and a rare lick of the breasts, but nothing much more than that). The booths were very high back, and relatively private / facing away from each other such that you couldn't really see into other's booths, and the clipboard counter guy only was glancing in. If the dancers *did* want to offer more mileage, they could probably get away with it (and although I assume there were cameras in the ceiling like with all their other clubs, I couldn't actually see any so who knows?).