I went in on a weekday...

I went in on a weekday afternoon. There was one other customer and three (chunky) dancers. I went ahead and ordered a beer anyway and took a seat at the bar. Big mistake.

One of the dancers took the stage and, almost immediately, began screaming at the two of us. Loud. I mean, top of her lungs, hear it outside the building, hurt your ears, loud. I couldn't make out much of what she was saying, other than it had to do with bringing her money. Interesting technique.

I let her go on for awhile, then began walking out the door. As I left, I saw the bartender and bouncer were having a good laugh over the situation. She gave a final "yeah, you better get your ass out of here.." as I exited.