I've found a "cool" ping-pong dancer is often a useful guide to which dancers are whorish enough to suck and/or fuck me in the club, which ones will step out, and who's the club drug dealer, and so forth. When a girl like you brushes my fingers away from her pussy, but doesn't get huffy about the fact my cock expects a sizeable proportion of strip club whores to give it up, that's when I've found my wingman.