You enter a random strip mall, which I think I will call the Green Zone. First, you pay at a window that looks like something at a rave. Then you go down a hall for your wristband. At which point, I think- time for a beer. Nope, no beer here-bummer. But hey, I did not need any more. Then they send you back out the door and up a dark and narrow staircase. We get to the top to find a dark lounge with couches that have god knows what on them. The sad thing was, that at 2:30 in the morning, no one was there! I was all ready to trip on the scene, and of course, all I got was a half-baked story. Perhaps prime time is some other time. Must be after the bars close when people trade their drinks for a little action. Game on!!!!