The chick who went by Skittles,...

The chick who went by Skittles, she wasn't bad looking and I wanted a dance from her but was already kind of over dances for the night. Like the candy. Liked the girl. Parked a couple of dollars on her back right between the shoulder blades while she was doing her thing onstage. Stage right club. Kind of like a bizarro twin of the downstairs Jewel Box.

Lovee was the chattiest of the bunch, but since I had enough cash left to pick one more dancer I kept walking on to Cirus Bar next door. Didn't make it back and can't say I missed anything. One of the better looking dancers was giving the run down on the different dance options and different zones. It seemed like dances here were going to be more trouble than they were worth unless negotiating with the benchwarmers.

Except for Skittles, all the first stringers seemed like they had a bit of an attitude just looking for a reason to show. Because I have a rule about typing a dancer's name more than twice, you can guess at the reason I might go back...