Bad sunday visit.

Clean establisment, long rectangular bar, two stages side by side. One dancer at a time. Medium Shelf drinks are $9 but served in an actual glass, not a small plastic cup.

I stopped in on the way home because it was probably too early for PO to be open and I didn't feel like sitting in the parking lot there to wait because that's weird to me. This place has the metal detector at the door so it's like getting on a plane without TSA pre-check. Once you're in, it's still the same, very nice club, very lame experience. I sat down and scoped out the talent, which was lacking greatly.

Before I could get my drink, an asian dancer came by "looking for some action". I didn't ask what that meant because her breath smelled like she had a lot of action recently and I didn't want anything to do with it. After getting her to leave, she went on the stage and another dancer joined her. I can't recall her name but she looked spanish with a nice body. Once she did her walk around, I tipped her and waited but no other girls appeared.