I Hope This Was A Fluke

So I decided to try this place out on an early evening. I had not been here since it became Hollywood so that should tell you something. The place is right on a major route with lots of traffic so it’s pretty secure and open. I went in the side entrance and the stage was in the center of the room, with a small bar to the right, a series of semiprivate squares with seats (I assume it’s some kind of bottle service area) and the lap dance area against the back wall.

First thing I notice is that it is dead. There is one dancer at the bar talking to customers, one playing with her phone at a table and one on stage. None of them were attractive and the two not on stage were downright fat. Hoping that maybe some more attractive talent was off somewhere else, I sat at the bar and ordered a beer. The bartender was a very pretty blonde and the best looking woman in there by far. She seemed bored and I felt for her. The drink was decently priced. I sat and drank in silence, hoping for someone worth spending some money on would come out but it didn’t happen. I realize happy hour may not be the best time to go but man was it rough. I’ll try again but this visit was really bad.