This was my first visit to...

This was my first visit to Pacers. After visiting some full nude clubs, I liked the idea of being about to relax with a beer or two while I enjoy the talent. The club itself looks unimpressive from the outside. Just a plain building right off of a busy street. Small parking lot to the side with mandatory valet parking. I don't like dealing with valet so I went half a block down and turned onto a side street where I found plenty of street parking available. I'm sure this varies with the time of the day, but try it out if you don't want to deal with valet. It was a real short walk to the club from where I parked. <br>

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Once I got there I was met with friendly staff collecting cover. Cost $10 to get in. The club interior was impressive. I think they recently remodeled, and it shows. You walk in and you're facing the bar. There is a stage to the left and a stage to the right. The bar is a horseshoe shape, so each stage has bar seating on the side. It's a full bar, so there are plenty of choices. I stuck to beer, and they had some good ones of tap which is always a plus. Beers were $6. Both stages were going, which is another plus.<br>

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I got there around 9 or so on Friday night, so it wasn't real busy yet. I took a seat at a table by the stage. The waitress got me a beer and within a couple minutes, one of the girls walked over and took a seat with me. She sat with me and chatted for a while, and eventually I got suckered into the old trick of buying her a drink and a shot. It was a little annoying because she wasn't really my type and she lingered for a while. Eventually she got around to asking for a dance. I gave the old "Not now, but let me settle in for a bit and then maybe late" answer. Usually they take that as a polite no and leave it at that, but not this girl. She kept asking and made me bad for having to keep saying "maybe later". Eventually she moved on, but that was pretty annoying. Not a great way to start the night. After that I moved up and sat at the stage in hopes of being able to watch dances rather than getting the lap dance sell. Another girl came and sat with me while I was there. Again, chatted for a bit and then tried to sell a dance. I passed, and she as cooler about it. Word must have gotten out that I was a dry well because that was last real pressure I got for a dance. From there on out I was able to relax with my beers and enjoy the talent.<br>