text: My heart aches for a good bar with no reputation. We hit the Air Bar after our Strat rides. The bartender was friendly, the cocktail waitresses were hoochies (classy, useful hoochies!) and the DJ played sweet jams like R. Kelly's Step in the Name of Love. But outside my group, there were no other customers. This was around midnight on a Saturday night, y'all. A freaking convent sees more action. Part of a bar's appeal is the crowd it draws, which I realize is a catch-22 but isn't any less true. I'd like to bump my rating to four stars as an affirming 'You can do it, kitty!' show of affection, but then I'd have to start rating all businesses on potential and that's not terribly useful.