Potential ice hazards

Went into the building.There was no pole, no chairs, no normal stuff you’d see in a strip club. Just a small room with a couch and beyond, a sex shop. I passed the rows of dildos and overpriced dancewear and there was a guy near the counter looking at me like I was the weird one. I said, what is this place? He said lingerie. I said no offense buddy but you’re not my type, I don’t swing that way and the sign out front has a chick on it so this seems like false advertising. After some confusion he explained that this building was the lingerie store and the other building next door was the actual strip club, though they functioned as the same business.

Okay, so I went next door. Expensive cover charge but whatever. Asked for a hundred singles, they gave me ninety, and I ordered a drink I don’t remember what I got. Honestly, it was a pretty strong drink. They were not very prompt at getting girls onto the stage, but since three of them had joined me to drink at that point I didn’t care so much. Nice girls, pretty, age range from probably early twenties all the way to MILF territory. It was fun, when I didn’t feel like the bouncer was about to draw on me, which was only about forty percent of the time as I saw him break up several fights while I was there and he seemed to be itching for another one.

Finally I asked a girl for a dance and she said “nude?” I was like oh hell yeah I thought this was just a bikini place alright go ahead and took a seat on a nearby couch. Bouncer started in my direction. Girl quickly pulled me up and explained that no we have to go back to the lingerie place. I was very confused and a little drunk. I think I said something stupid like why do I have to buy you lingerie to get a dance. She took my money and sorted out the dance with the bartender and then ushered me across a weirdly nice patio and through a decrepit gate. Dude from the lingerie store earlier was smoking by the kitchen. Shoutout to that guy.