text: Fast. Fast. Fast. I love this place when I'm in a hurry and don't want some extravagant massagey hour+ extravaganza. They do a perfectly adequate job, nothing stellar, and you're in and out. I don't care that they're gabbing away on their cell phones, because then they're not trying to make conversation with me.\n\nMinus a star for their faux sterilization practices. They reuse the same instruments and store them in unsealed autoclave packets, allowing them to look as if they've been sterilized. I'm not a germ phobe who frets about catching hepatitis from a nail salon, but the dishonestly behind the charade bugs me. Also, minus a star for the time I was positioned to watch one of the girls who worked there waxing her armpits behind a poorly positioned curtain. I know this experience is ghetto, but please.