I don't get it.  At all.\n\n\nI was here last fall.  We were just wandering around intoxicated and in jeans and sneakers - and walked by The Bank.  After some chit chatting with the bouncer - we were let in, despite our dress, not paying a cover and the fact that we didn't have any girls in our group.\n\nEvidently we were there on a slow night?\n\nWhen we got in - we were immediately impresesd by the wall full of Cristal.  Wooooooooo. Vegas, baby.\n\nAs we made our way towards the bar - we were stopped by the world's most aggressive yet ugliest whores.  Maybe an ugly working girl has to be aggressive - but it was really weird - and actually made us sort of uncomfortable.  Way to go doorman - you let in ugly, poorly-behaved whores - and jeans and sneaker wearing idiots like ourselves.\n\nWe did see Mike Tyson inside - in the midst of a feeding frenzy involving a cougar - which was pretty sweet.  That part was worth every penny of the zero dollar cover charge we paid.\n\nOtherwise - this place is exactly what you'd think it is.  Overpriced drinks.  Music.  Some pretty people.  A lot of people who think they're AWESOME for partying at The Bank.  I wouldn't be outraged about going back - but I am dumbfounded that people actually pay a huge cover charge to enter this place?