I was voted "hottest girl in the room" here last Saturday night. No joke. A whole table of guys, after LENGTHY staring, made it known to my friend while I used the pisser.
I'm not bragging. It was actually true.
This is, perhaps, the worst condemnation you can give the Bikini.
It does have some good sides. It's dirt fucking cheap, the booths are comfy and the music's usually decent. And don't listen to what anyone tells you -- it's not scary, inside or out.
But if you're looking for pretty people, I might head elsewhere. Anywhere.
Otherwise, this is the best you're gonna do.