Gradually improved

I walked in. A dancer asked me to buy her a beer, then didn't speak to me but occasionally blew smoke in my face. The bartender would NOT give out the Wi-Fi password, despite the total lack of 4G, 3G, or 1G. I asked for a shot of vodka; they hadn't yet mixed up a batch of test tube skank shots yet. Bad start!

Things improved with the lithe and youthful dancers who walked in as the evening progressed. The a very was in the 6-8 range, but the mileage was 4-6. Nikki in particular gives promising lap dances that result in mediocre upstairs VIP. I don't take a shining to VIP that's really just "extended normal"; as a DC resident I may be a prisoner of beyond excessive Baltimore mileage, and this anything short of unfilmed porn is worthless to me.

YMMV, but he aware that multi-C note upstairs is just lengthy downstairs.