Struck out at Palomino

So I was back in Vegas for a long weekend with friends.

I arrived on Friday in the afternoon and had been texting this stripper who had given me her number last time at Palomino. The texting was nice, but not overly flirty. This is going to be a story how the little head won vs. the big head.

So of course, what I really wanted was some OTC with this hot girl. But after texting a bit it became clear I would have to come to the club first. Huge red flag, but after watching some of the bands on Fremont Street until about 1 AM, I was a bit "in the mood". I knew she was working that night as she had texted me and I took the plunge and drove over to the club.