Old reliable

Now, Stiletto is probably the club I've gone to more than any other in my life (though I'm far from what you would call a regular, this really only means I've visited maybe 5-6 times in the last couple years). Every time I've gone I've seen them advertise valet parking, but this is the first time I've actually seen someone there to take your car. Which, by the way, is absurdly pointless, because the lot is tiny and about as straight forward as it gets. Usually I can just pull in and park myself, but this time I knew I was losing a few bucks in valet tips before even walking in the door. Not a big deal, but totally not needed.

20 bucks is the cover, though they awkwardly split it so that 10 bucks goes to the bouncer in front, and the other 10 gets you a mandatory drink at the bar. Grabbed a water and took a seat.

For those that have never been, Stiletto is about as basic as it gets on the inside. The whole place is just one relatively small room with a single rectangular stage surrounded by some absurdly uncomfortable seats that are bolted to the ground WAY too close to the stage. If you're tall whatsoever, your legs won't have room. It sucks. One dancer on stage at a time. There's a lap dance area on one corner "hidden" behind a chest high divider, and a VIP dance area I've used before behind a curtain with 6 or 8 booths that provide some solid privacy.