Let's play Fairy Tale Storytime. It'll make my review of this sh*thole a little softer on the eyes and ears.
Alice fell down the rabbit hole after eating a hit of acid and a tab of ecstasy. When she came to, she found herself in this horrible excuse of a night club in Las Vegas. What was touted as a great venue for live shows and next-level nightclubbing, she found to be a badly orchestrated mess of adults dressed up as furries (FURRIES!! full grown adults dressed in animal and fantasy costumes), a live performance that kept getting interrupted by awkward silences from the DJ and audience, a senior citizen dressed as a drag queen on stage, and about four or five employees getting right in her face and asking her menacingly, if she was having a good time.
Poor Alice. She left a nightclub where there was an actual headlining DJ, so she could meet her friends who'd gotten on the guest list for this place. Next time she'll just stick to the original tea party she was holding court at. This place made an acid trip look like a less expensive vacation.
(Disclaimers: there were no actual drugs or fairy tale characters involved, and the staff that wasn't dressed as furries were very accommodating and nice, unlike lots of other clubs on the strip. Are you guys owned by the Light Group as well? If so, you're one of the only tolerable staff roster under their belt.)