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| - Raped by bottle service. $1850 split amongst 4 guys on a Friday night. That basically covered 2 bottles (vodka, whiskey), a "balcony" table, tax, another tax, and gratuity. We also had the server dance around our table by herself here and there, which was cool and a little awkward at the same time. We were prepaid through a promoter.
A little more than what I wanted to spend, especially since there wasn't anyone ridiculous DJing here that night, but the in-house DJ here wasn't bad at all. Dance floor was a sardine can, basically shoulder-to-shoulder with someone else and then some.
I guess the nice thing about bottle service is that you're actually treated like a human being. People make small talk with you, pour drinks for you, and make sure you get what you need. Still, we should've gone somewhere else cheaper in my mind. Also, the balcony tables here were away from the speakers, so you could actually hear and talk to people people inside a Vegas club. That was pretty amazing.
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