Missing the "o" at the end...

Missing the "o" at the end of the red sign on the inside. Of course I decide to talk to a dancer who would rather hold down the bar than dance (more on her later). Surround stage and a pretty roomy club. Several dance options but I've forgotten by now what they were. Just ask.

Reminds me a lot of the Playhouse Lounge in Burlington, NJ, except with a big fish tank at one end of the bar. The blonde bartender literally walked out from behind the bar to find me and asked me to buy a drink. Now that is some serious Block hustle. There's a back section where the magic happens. Didn't find one I liked well enough to check it out, though. There was one I nearly sold on (and even made eye contact with) until I realized she was unmistakably preggers. From where I was around the bar all I could see of her at first was from the rack up to a very pretty face framed by long sandy brown hair.

To be completely honest she was still pretty hot, especially compared to some of what The Block has to offer, but there's just something wrong with the whole concept. Maybe if I check back in a few months I'll try her then. The one that was talking my head off must've has a fake leg because she was throwing back drinks like there was no tomorrow. After deciding I'd burned enough time there I decided to get back on with it since there still a half dozen clubs I hadn't seen.