Story by RJ Gibbs

At the table, Tom pours Jen a drink and they converse in hushed voices, laughing frequently and listening to the music. Moments later, the centerpiece of the stage begins to revolve, revealing the three-piece band on the other side.

Through the doorway on the left emerges a beautiful, provocatively dressed dancer. She prances about the stage in perfect rhythm with the band, tantalizing the audience with her tremendous talent. Her choreography is true burlesque, as it was in the early and mid-1900s. As she exits the stage, she tosses an important piece of clothing at the bartender. The crowd roars with applause.

As the DJ begins spinning again, they soak up the charged atmosphere and enjoy the feeling of contentment at Ivan Kane's Forty Deuce. After a bit, they feel the urge to dance and Tom announces he has already reserved a VIP table at Studio 54 at MGM Grand. Looking at her watch, Jen notices the time is 12:45 a.m. For a moment she feels a wave of disappointment, but immediately brightens, realizing that Las Vegas does not shut down at 2 a.m.

After the quick cab ride to Studio 54, the pair enters and sees the walls undulating with a rolling beat, drawing them to the dance floor. This isn't the trendy, hipster nonsense people hear about in Miami, Chicago or even L.A. This is the infamous Studio 54, fully evolved.