Went in late on a Friday...

Went in late on a Friday night with one thing on my mind, to finally get a dance from the exotic Samantha Saint. She's minor-league porn star with a smoking web page and seemed like a good bet to become an ATF as I have a thing for the Asian ladies. Wow, what a deal breaker almost from the start. It was moderately busy, especially for a Friday night. She made several passes during feature dance performances and was intentionally avoiding eye contact. But she wasn't getting any takers from the college crowd either. Finally, she's walking toward me in advance of another feature. I give the look to get her butt over to me. She finally approaches and asks if I'd like a dance. I say yes, and can we go up to the second level for the bed dances (3 for $60). He hesitates. "Uh, no. I don't do those. You can do a dance down here or go up to level 3 (3 for $90). Well, I'm not ready to test drive a new car in the fast lane and kind of am suspicious of her weird answer to my bed dance request. We go the regular couch. She still hasn't introduced herself and shows no interest in having a conversation. Then she asks that I pay for the dance before it happens. I don't have the exact change and she asks me if I need change...before the fricking dance has even taken place. I say yes as the radar is starting to pick up on some high frequency rip-off vibrations. Get an extremely below average dance from her during the feature. You'd think she might try to pique my interest in going upstairs with a little more action. Thank god I didn't have the cash in pocket to go upstairs. After the dance I lob a softball question by asking if it would be much more worth my while to go to Level 3 with her. She simply says yes....no attempt at any seductive inticement to "seal the deal." She finally tracks down some change for me after the dance. Little did she know I came into the place ready to spend $200 on her if she would have proven to be worth my while. Stuck around for most of the rest of the night just to see if I was an odd duck, but I don't think she sold three couch dances the rest of the night. Maybe it was an off night for her, but man, she's the epitome of the "entitled" dancer attitude that's rampant at this club. I don't know what would make me want to go back. I haven't been there for 6 to 9 months I'd say and now I remember why I quit going there in favor of home-grown clubs like Choice and Sinners. Almost all of the women at Deja Vu are not genuine, fun people to be around. They're lap dance robots.