It's Orlando. It was nice.

I went partly because I keep seeing one of the bartenders on Instagram, and she is a definite keeper: blonde and endowed like an Ivy-League university.

There were only a few cars in the parking lot, usually a bad sign, but their busy time during the day is the lunch hour because they're also a restaurant.

The place is in good condition with a handsome exterior. It's a small building, and the inside is rather cosy. The stage is a platform about three feet wide running the length of the interior with an illuminated pole at each end. Since it's a narrow space, they don't do a lot of prancing around. No somersaults or cartwheels. No acrobatics or gymnastics except for what they do on the poles. They have to be careful not to collide with each other on the stage.