Yeah, yeah. The manager is...

Yeah, yeah. The manager is a bitch. Get over it. I was there on a Wednesday afternoon. The manager came around even in the remote far corner more than I would have liked. It didn't stop two of my ATFs, Max and Ireland, from showing me a terrific afternoon. As always, afternoons are better than evenings, but if you want complete privacy I guess you have to stay home. As best as I could tell, the other PLs were having a pretty darn good time too. Rick's remains the best club north of Vegas and west of Chicago.