Hit or miss, even while mostly empty

I wandered into Sirens around 8pm on a weeknight, and I'm guessing it was right around the shift change given a couple of dancers getting in cars and leaving as I got there. Cover was "$10 plus whatever you want to tip me". As I got in, the place was fairly large-ish it appeared, and mostly dead - a couple of other customers sitting at the bar turned out to be the bouncer and DJ, so I may or may not have been the only one there. The bartender was cute and friendly, apologized for a coke being $6 or $7, and brought a bowl of popcorn (?) over to my table a couple minutes later.

As I got there, there was a ridiculously hot girl dancing, a 9-9.5 for me. She promptly finished her dance and was never seen again. As someone far less hot took the stage, Marley (or Harley? I could never quite hear her) sat down and started talking - she was apparently older than most of the other girls (she said she was 31), didn't deal well with the noise, and was bored with it being so dead in there. Never any attempt to get a dance, and her attempts to talk with me were authentically awkward rather than a sales tactic it seemed. She might have been a 6, generously, but was sweet. Given the sudden disappearance of other girls, I asked her to come back after her rotation for a dance (apparently 2 for $40, which may or may not have been a deal). She went onstage soon, and couldn't actually dance in heels...at all.

As I questioned my decision, she came back, she suggested the normal dance instead of VIP for value (?), we went to a surprisingly comfy little room for the dance, and she just cuddled up for 5 minutes or so to wait for the songs to change. As the song changed, she dropped the 9" heels and could suddenly move like a dancer, then basically jumped on my lap and started grinding, making sure my hands stayed in contact at all times. Kept talking pretty much the whole time. Continued grinding and making sure my hands were well-placed for basically a solid 10-12 minutes (the songs weren't cut down apparently). She only broke the grinding once to show off a fancy move where she essentially waved her pussy (which stayed covered) around my face. She was sweaty from dancing, and smelled of it....strongly....way too strongly. She seemed to notice too and went back to grinding. After the dance, she chased me down - I'd left my phone on the couch apparently. There were now suddenly 7 or 8 girls on the stage at once (most hotter than her), and the DJ was promising a 2 for $40 deal with a t-shirt (?) to the now-completely-empty club. I decided I'd had enough and left.