Yeah, Custer's TR was about right.
It was just a case of unfortunate circumstances that this club was open and not The Bank (Bellagio's flagship club) Hyde really just pales in comparison and tbh, Bellagio is not known for its clubs.
So already I wasn't feeling it because I don't really like this place a lot. Custer and I talked to some Australian girls but I went to go look for other prospects and get more alch and when I came back they weren't as receptive. Bird in the hand, I suppose.
Custer then jumped up on this ledge that was protected by a wall of plexiglass overlooking the Bellagio fountains and I went up there with them. Was pretty sick sight and that's where I took the picture. Getting down from the ledge though I stepped on the couch of a table and my ankle completely gave out. Turns out it was sprained and I got helped up by one of the Aussie guys which certainly didn't help my case with the ladies. The alcohol acted as great medicine though so after about two minutes of feeling nauseous, I was back on the dance floor.
I don't remember much of the Norwegians either other than that the blonde was definitely very cute and interested in Custer and judging by the dour expression on her brunette friend's face the entire time we were there, I would've had better luck slamming my head against a wall than trying to wingman (and I also probably would've enjoyed it more considering she was definitely the ugly duckling) We all ended up leaving and they walked toward the atrium / Aria and we ended up playing poker until about 6am when I stumbled to the cab line and went home.
Should've also TRd the night at Marquee where you blackjackd away the money that would've gotten you laid imo.