After the disappointment of the last place we stuck to bars for the rest of the night. Bars weren't as expensive and you didn't get hassled as much, or at all especially from dancers. This one bar we went in was pretty cool and had chilli popcorn on the bar for snacking. The chilli popcorn was amazing, I have never had it before and think that all popcorn manufacturers use this idea and start producing chilli popcorn as a mainline product. The beer wasn't too bad either. There was a hottie bar maid and it wasn't full of tourists, it was just a normal bar in the middle of Bourbon st. When we got in there they said it was closing but we stayed in there for easily over an hour. Jeff and I noticed that Mark was being chatted up by a girl who looked remarkably like she was a prostitute, we didn't think he realised this so just as they got up to leave we jumped in and put him straight. He came back in a minute later alone. He claimed he knew but from the way he was talking to her it didn't show. Just to paint a picture of what she looked like she was a short and fat, wearing a skin tight leopard print top and tight leggings, she had straightened black hair with highlights and a big handbag and she was all on her own. All the signs were there to point out that she was a prostitute but somehow mark hadn't noticed. What's better was her chat up line was 'so, you gonna buy me a drink'.