Not So Sweet

Eight dollar cover. Five for a bottle of water, and though it has the logo of the club on it (oh, joy!) they probably got it from the tap behind the bar. I didn't recognize either of the dancers on it.

As you enter, the bar, pool table, television area with a small stage is to your right. The more conventional stage without distractions is to your left. I sat on that side and watched the dancers.

There were average to above there that night, but the average ones didn't really interest me while those closer to 10s (there were none) weren't interested in me. I tipped Lilly, a pretty Hispanic dancer and came after her stage and a stop at the bar about fifteen minutes later. Within two minutes of sitting down she was upselling me to VIP. $20 to get in, plus another $20 to her, plus five dances was her minimum. I asked what was worth that kind of investment and she explained that it was "more private" in the back. I asked for further details but got none. I said we'd try a dance on the floor and, if it was good, I'd think about investing further.