Stopped by the boat for a bit on Friday. It was early and slow. Had a table with Mya, a blonde, tall Amazon and one from Emma, short Mexican. Both tables were pretty good. Emma invited me to the champagne room promising my 'little friend' would be happy. So we go in and she says it's 25 a dance. I said the sign says 20. She says she has to tip the door guy 5. So? Short of it was I just left. She was upset, but, oh well. Maybe I shoulda wore my shirt.
