Satin wasn't very smooth

Sometimes a PL just wants to relax with a real drink while scoping naked chicks. No VIP push and no soft drink hustle. That was my rationale for visiting Satin twice over a couple week period. Both times were the same, and I probably won't be back.

First, they scan your license without asking permission as you enter. What's up with that? Maybe because they serve alcohol? In any case, it's creepy and seems like an unwarranted privacy intrusion. I'm paying cash for everything anyway, and prefer my anonymity.

The interior is mid-level, Vegas-style crushed velvet in need of maintenance. One couch had the whole back ripped off, exposing the lumber structure underneath. The bar stools look well sat-upon, the bathrooms well shat-upon, etc.