YMMV, but language barriers are a thing.

Saturday night at around 2:30am, I decided to say what the hell and head on down here, I hadn't been in quite awhile. The club looks great. Wonderful girl approaches me early with a friend for translation. Gorgeous. Magnificent, obviously fake boobs, but they were wonders of modern architecture. Beautiful ass and legs, blah blah, you get it. Objectively, I'd say 8-8.5/10. She seemed to have enough English to carry on a basic conversation, but that fell apart once we went for a dance. My broken, mostly-forgotten high school Spanish got me far enough, though. Did a few dances with her. Friggin' amazing grind and touch. She pressed early with an offer of full-on extras ($$$$) and party favors ($) but this was not that night for me. Still spent some time and money with this girl, and she made sure I left happy. Great dirty talk for a girl that doesn't speak English. That should have been my first red flag. Oh, well. Still a damn good time, if a bit pricey.