Pffft! Value, not! Don't go here....

Pffft! Value, not! Don't go here. Now, it was late afternoon, maybe shift changes were coming, but this was nothing to write home about. 4 different dancers. Only one even approached me, and when she said it was $50.00 a song I thought she was trying to scam me. Fifty a song? Really? One "dancer" was a 4-foot tall, overweight pig who looked like she was 13 years old. Everything about her was wrong, wrong, wrong! Looked like a cross between Gary Coleman (short) and Erik Estrada (Hispanic and fat). Yecch! Complete waste of time, and two very expensive $7.00 Cokes (PLUS a cover). Found happiness in City of Industry, though. Not here.