Strange things were happening

This review is actually rather late. I visited Wacko's for the first time a month or two back, but didn't think to leave a review at the time, probably because it wasn't the greatest of experiences I've had venturing clubs. I asked a friend if she wanted to go there with me on a whim, and he said yes! So here is what happened;

The first thing we did (and the first red flag) was order our drinks. $9 for a very watered down Long Island... Displeased at my first drink, I decided to order the same thing - only top shelf. I figured that was just my mistake because I always get my drinks top shelf. It wasn't my mistake. Price bumped up to $11, and the drink tasted exactly the same as the first. Definitely a failure for their quality of their martinis.

After saving my money from any more beverages, I observed the quality of the dancers. Most of them... were not in my preference. Aside from the girls dancing on their stages, most of them were already talking with a customer(s), and the free ones weren't giving me or my friend a passing glance. (Second red flag) We sat alone for a little while until a pair of ladies eventually talked their way over to us. They looked like they were related - both were light skinned Puerto Rican / AA mixed, very tiny, and had similar faces and hairdos. The strange thing was that my hunch turned out to be correct: They were aunt and niece working together. I really wanted to know which one brought that idea up to work at Wacko's. Interesting fact we learned that night.