A great first impression that didn't quite hold up

Pandora's was about a fifteen minute ride from downtown. The cover charge was $20 and that included a soft drink (with apparently free refills). They don't have any alcohol. They were fairly mask-aware here, with most people wearing them. The tables and chairs (padded metal) were spread out from each other in an orderly grid. The club was quiet, with not many people. By midnight it was busier, but it never got crowded.

The main stage is a small square with a catwalk. The second stage is adjacent to the first, and dancers started their shift there before moving over to the main one. There was little that could be called "stripping" on the stage. The dancers usually left their tops on, pulling them aside at some point. Their bottoms sometimes came off, sometimes just got pulled down for a peek, and sometimes stayed on entirely.

My experience at Pandora's was a bit like eating a bunch of sugar on an empty stomach. It started with a high, crashed a bit, and ended up leaving me feeling "meh". On arrival there was a hot woman on stage and the first dancer that stopped by after I sat down was also eye turning. I remember thinking "this is way better than Devil's Triangle" (which I'd been to the night before). After time though, the high wore off, and I decided that while better, the dancer crew wasn't "way" better. None were as heavy as many at Devil's Triangle, but several carried extra weight (overweight rather than thick/curvy). Several dancers were quite fit and, like the two I first encountered, attractive. They were mostly white, but I saw a couple of black dancers and at least one asian.