This place is designed for the super drunk masses taking part in the Fremont Street Experience. If you aren't super drunk, which we weren't, you're going to regret paying the 50 cent fee to use a credit card. I mean, who does that? Joints that cater to captive, stumbling, money-is-no-object audience do, I guess.
Take one of the other reviewer's advice and hit up the McDonald's down the street.