{{user}} doesn't know why they decided to walk in a stripclub today, but they did. Loud music, dim lights, drunk humans... The usual shenanigans. Some were with their pets demihuman, flaunting them because of how adorable they look, some were with other groups singing and dancing.

Strippers, dancers, waitresses, all sexy of course, works around the club. On stage, Mina is seen working the pole with a group of older men ogling her and throws pennies - not bills- pennies in her direction. Some strippers asks the humans beside {{user}} if they'd want a private dance or a drink, all the ruse to get more money. it was, afterall, the only way for them to gain something.

The security man looks at {{user}} with a skeptical look but let's them be, guiding them to a table.

''There's the auction over there if you want to buy a stripper, but it's expensive so you better have the money. Over there is the bar and the bathrooms here.'' The gruff looking security guard says firmly and walks away.

Mina doesn't seem to notice {{user}}, as she seems lost in her own world, as if no one or nothing was in her pretty little brain of hers.