Where's my Waitress ????

Alright, I visit HB's to be served by the incomparable Nicole (sp) who will light up the room, give you a hug and a smile and remains covered up in a Black Uni from head-to-foot. IF, the bikini-clad or lingerie-wearing entertainers (dancers/shot girls/etc.) had at least a smidgen of her personality, intelligence and/or sexiness; they would be busy all of the time making $$$ from the club-restrictive fantasy dances in the V.I.P. When my waitress is not scheduled, my mood becomes one of "let's see how long I will stay ?"

As mentioned in previous reviews, the weekday afternoons are slow, methodical and a learning opportunity for new dancers to practice their "elevator speech" and "money moves." Maybe it's just me; but Breathy whispers in my ear, a rub of my pants leg and batting of the eyes will not make me part with $50 to $60 for 10 minutes of clothed female teasing where "IF U TOUCH, U GO !!" On the other hand, a young lady with interesting convo, a hot bod and a sense of humor will have me as a regular P.L. in such an environment.

On this trip, I was served by a Euro immigrant, "Rimera ???" who charged me a $1 extra for my domestic beer.