Where to begin....just wrong everything sad to say. The smoke machines in the back bar made me want to just inhale straight cigarette smoke, which is probably less lethal. Again with the outrageous drink prices for a small cup of kindergarten fruit punch. We went cuz we saw they had drink specials although none were to be found. There's a cover I believe however we just walked in and bypassed the line that was paying. That was the only bright spot about being there. One dancer seemed to be covered in a thick viscous type of oil which doesn't at all say "look at me, I'm sexy". It says my pores are dying for air and you will need a magic eraser and Brillo pad to get off. Crowd wasn't interesting or friendly. And well they should get more personality cuz their looks ain't gonna do it! Music was the same thumping tired stuff. Once was enough.