ROB IS BACK, BABY!

Yes, you read that right! Rob was working behind the bar and he was his old jovial self, like nothing had changed. He had a few 5s, a couple 6s and 7s, and one 8 was is a long haired brunette. One of his 6s came over and I (honestly) just blatantly asked her to send over the 8. She came over and I bought her a stripper drink for $25, but she didn't do a Baltimore handshake. She seems to know her worth in that place and she can tell she's queen bee. I had a few too many beers to remember her name, but I can clearly recall her tits.

We talked about the old days at Red Room and the Block. She's young though and can't remember some of the good old days, back when bros like me and @mafeditor used to roam Baltimore Street. Another thing: she either (a) wants one visit with no upstairs so she can get to know you before she'll head to VIP; or (b) she doesn't think I'm good looking enough to go up there with. The vibe she gave off implies the former, which candidly I'm surprised more girls don't do that for safety reasons. Maybe most of them are too hard up for cash and/or drugs so they just do what they're told?

So to summarize, this isn't some kind of incredible Red Room Renaissance, but it *does* represent a kind of comeback. Love live Rob!