Slow Night = Pushy Dancers, Boring Time

It’s a big space, upstairs from a bar (decent place). Security check before they let you in. I think the cover was $20, but I got in free w a university ID. Beers were $5. Lots of tables and stage seating.

I went around 8 on a Thursday and it was dead. I had barely sat down when two dancers siddled up to me. One was nice looking, 7 ish, the other was … well, not so much. They went HARD SELL MODE right away. Really pushing dances, private rooms. The not-7 was handsy to the point of discomfort. Rubbing my crotch, etc. The other one was a little more chill, but my insistence that I just wanted to hang out for a big before spending real money was completely ignored.

Eventually the 7 got on state to dance, but the other one would not leave me alone. She strongly implied that extras could happen in a private dance/room but I was not interested. There were only maybe two other dancers working and hardly anyone else in the place. But she did not take hints or did not care.