Disappointing

I had one night in Detroit to make the most of things, so I went in with a plan, knowing I was arriving at the airport around 10 p.m.: Start at Flight Club and see what the scene is like, then move onto Penthouse if/when I felt like my potential at Flight Club was tapped out.

I had a great night in the end, but it's notable only 45 minutes of it were spent at Flight Club, time was basically a waste.

Got in, sat down and ordered a cider, at which point I was almost immediately accosted by a slender, B-cupped blonde with tattoos all over. To say she was assertive would be an understatement. She was fast-talking, a little witty and quick to mention she had no gag reflex, all of which I give her credit for. But she also basically said we were heading upstairs, even though my initial thought was, "Nope, not my type."