Your room is actually pretty nice. Each of the working girls gets their own room, and the rooms need to look nice as they are also for entertaining guests of the club. The bed is big and plush, and has a very adorable canopy top with a mirror above! The room also has the various other things girls need to look their best like a chiffonier and a vanity. The bathroom was adjoining, but sharing it with the girl in the room next to yours wasn't too bad.<br/><br/>Getting down into the club, you certainly made it before the rush as the place was dead, just one guy who was a regular. That perverted old lecher was chatting up the girl in the room adjacent of yours. You couldn't quite remember her name. Something with a 'T'? Either way she was quite the looker. A curvacious looking wolf girl with womanly charm, log grey hair that went all the way to her curved tail, and legs for days. Clearly she wasn't too thrilled with him, but she forced some laughs as he groped her. After all he was a very generous tipper.<br/><br/>The layout was pretty simple. A stage and runway that ended in a pole. The stage was separated from backstage by a big red curtain. There were stools along the side of the runway as well as tables with booth seating facing the stage. Those tables also had poles in them. Off to the side opposite the entrance was the bar, and very taste young man who worked as the bartender. Casually he looks up at you from slicing some limes.<strong>"As tempting as that open invitations is, I'm going to have to pass. And my name is Arthur."</strong>He stashed the limes then got out a ice pick to chop ice for the rush.<br/><br/>The club normally gets packed about 20 minutes from now. It's happy hour for half prices drinks, and half priced dances. Private shows are still full priced though. The asshole manager Charles, or Charley as he prefer the girls call him was no doubt back stage helping some of the girls get ready for the first show.