I started at Hustlers and should have stayed. Much better experience and a much better ran club at Hustlers compared to this shit. Walk in and am instantly grabbed by a desperate and rude girl who reminded me of a Courtney Love without the money and who probably also murdered her husband. So rude and pushy for money. Tells me i'm cheap because i wont tip her $100 after a $160 15 min private dance that I paid for. You might ask why the hell i got a private dance with a rude girl who looks like Courtney Love, and i'd respond with; 9 cranberry vodkas, half of which were doubles, will do that to you. So i give her almost 50 in 1s, money i was super stoked to throw down at the tip ring and money that was now sitting in Courtney Loves pocket. So now im broke, my bank has locked my account due to fraud speculation (damn u Vegas), cant call my bank to get it unlocked, and i have nothing to offer the 10/10 bombshell that just came out on stage. Talk about shit luck