I rolled to Vegas on a whim last Sunday (that will be covered in another review entitled "how to lose money and have a damn good time in less than 30 hours...") After spending a pretty penny on craps lessons, we decided to venture into Cathouse. You can subvert the line with either great tits, quick wit, or a well placed $50 tucked into your hand any given night of the week. On a Monday eve, none of the above were absolutely needed, but I still cracked a joke about tits to the door guy...
Great decor. Intelligent staff (with model looks) and a brothel vibe make it a fun diversion from the tables and slots that stuff the floor of the pyramid. (The Luxor Hotel and Casino, for the uniformed, is where Cathouse resides)