I'm pretty sure, in my one and only experience of a Japanese hostess club (paid for by someone else), I only drank water and stayed for fifty minutes. I did manage to sing half an enka song because the drunk salaryman on the next table didn't pick the microphone up quickly enough, and I snatched my opportunity.
I'm pretty sure, in my one and only experience of a Japanese hostess club (paid for by someone else), I only drank water and stayed for fifty minutes. I did manage to sing half an enka song because the drunk salaryman on the next table didn't pick the microphone up quickly enough, and I snatched my opportunity.
Living La Dolce Vita, eh!