I really don't know why I...

I really don't know why I went into this club, except I figured if I was in NOLA for a few days, I might as well check out all of the clubs and noticed on TUSCL that there were a few clubs off Bourbon, so given it was just as easy to walk onto Chartres from Canal and then walk up a couple of blocks on Iberville, than walk up a couple of blocks on Canal and into the quarter on Bourbon. So, this was the first, and in retrospect, I should done the same thing I did at the other two clubs nearby, walked in, looked around, and walked out. However, there was one lonely stripper in the club - probably late 20's but heavy, very average looking and clearly well ridden. As soon as she saw me, I was like her savior and I kind of felt guilty if I didn't stay for more than 20 seconds. She first asked me to buy her a drink and then get a show to which I said no. Then she said how about I buy a drink and then get a show, and I said No again. Then she asked if we could just talk. I mean, I am not a prick, so I talked to her and she explained that I could 5 songs lap dance for something like $200 or we could go to a room and I would leave happy for something like $350, but could have been more. I really wasn't paying close attention as there was no way I was doing either. I say that I am not interested and start walking out and she grabs hold of my arm and pleads that she hasn't earned a single dollar all day (I mean, doesn't that say something right there?). Then, she asked if I am lonely at my hotel room and want company. Then, in desparation, she askes if she can show me her titties (her words, not mine) for at least a tip. I negotiate a single song lap dance in which she pulls down her top and allows me to play with her tits - not always allowed on bourbon I learned - but she only does minimal grinding and maybe grabs my crotch once. She then tries to give me her number which I make sure I don't store in my phone and I leave, happy to ahve only spent $40.