I mean, steak.

Went to the Acropolis for dinner on a Saturday night. I hate trying to get into their main parking lot right off of the highway, but made it to their little back one thankfully. $5 cover on Saturday night. Couldn't find a seat at any of the tables (and I don't really like eating at the rail, even though it's accepted there), but eventually got a seat at the bar and ordered an $8 filet and baked potato (man, I love this place). Made small talk with other customers and stared at dancers over in the main area by the bar.

Side note: the bathroom was slippery. Not just a little bit. Scary slippery. Anyway....

Eventually got my steak and ate my way through it, then went over to the rail for a few different stage (they've got a main stage near the bar, a decent sized one in the middle, a smaller one near the door, and an additional one in a weird little alcove that they don't seem to use consistently). A dollar or two per song, as is tradition, and the girls make their way around during each song to thank you and do something. One small tattooed blond liked to get her legs on someone's shoulders and then do nude push ups. One super tall redhead at the main stage grabbed a handful of ice and played with herself in front of me for a bit. Lots of intense pole work, lots of surprising athleticism.