Another trip, great spot.

I was here before and described it, but once again, the club sits in a pretty standard commercial area. It honestly feels like you’re pulling into any random strip mall, and the surrounding neighborhood felt safe and quiet. Parking was easy and free, which is always a plus. When you walk in, there’s a bouncer at the door who gives you a quick once-over, but nothing over the top or awkward. Inside, the layout is wide open, with tables set up facing the main stage. There are stools toward the back and additional seating around the bar area. On both sides of the main floor are the so-called private dance areas. They’re separated, but not truly private. Curtains instead of walls, and the waitress wandered in and out without much concern, which definitely takes away from the illusion of privacy.

As far as pricing goes, there’s no charge for parking or cover, but you do need to be holding a drink. I ordered a Diet Coke and it came out to $9.05. The waitress was pleasant and checked in just enough without being annoying. Private dances were $20 per song, which is pretty standard for this area. Extras are dancer-dependent. The first time I came, the girl I ended up with laid out the menu early on: $100 for a HJ and $250 for a BJ. She wasn’t pushy about it, just matter-of-fact, and didn’t bring it up again after I said no.

It was a slower night when I went, not very crowded. There were a few guys scattered around, and roughly the same number of dancers. Some were working, others just hanging around on their phones waiting to be approached. I wasn’t locked into a specific look this time, just waiting for someone I clicked with. Eventually a Colombian dancer came over and struck up a conversation. She was very friendly, had great energy, and an easy smile. After a short chat, I decided to go for a dance.