text: Rolled on over to Body English for after hours after starting my night at Lavo.  I sorta/kinda remember getting to the Hard Rock...not much of a line around 2:30ish but we were on a guest list and no problems getting in.  Stopped at the bar upstairs to buy my ladies a round of drinks...$50 for 4 drinks...not surprised, and actually not too bad.  I once paid $22 for a redbull/vodka in Vegas. *&^*$(**&%#*!!?!??!!\n\nOnce again, a million and one stairs to get downstairs. This is the worst idea ever when ladies in heels are involved.\n\nThe dance floor was small, not crowded, but fun.  You knew that the people here were all pretty much wasted, but ready to keep the party going.  (I usually end up at Drai's for my afterhours, but since it's temporarily closed...)  The DJ was...eh.  Trust me, I love my EDM, and will be back for EDC in Vegas, but this was straight too much techno for me.  The untse untse's never changed.  It gets too repetitive for me.\n\nSo I wandered over to the downstairs bar for another drink, and my experience here is what really left a bad taste in my mouth.  Facing the bar I was on the far left side.  The female waitress straight ignored me for a good 5-7 minutes, serving all of the men around me.  I am a patient bar fly, waiting my turn and not hounding the bartenders.  But when my whole side of the bar was empty, and she decided to hug and chat with her male friend that stopped by, even looking at my and obviously deciding she didn't want to serve me,  I had had enough.  Marched right on down to the other female bartender who was hustling to serve folks, and had a drink within a minute.  I told her she was doing an excellent job and that her coworker was a lazy, rude b*tch, and she just shook her head in silent agreement.  I would rather brave the stairs and go back to the upstairs bar than give that stupid a$$ my money.  At the end I hoped she would serve me so that I could give her a big fat ZERO tip.\n\nBody English...get your bartenders in check.  I have never been treated so rudely in Vegas.  Will I be back? Not unless I'm dragged.\n\nBonus: after hours.\nBogus: rudest bartender ever.