Fine. She’s a winner who has made a lot of people happy. I get it. But the place is a dump and I was greeted by a dumpling. I was reviewing the experience and non-welcoming atmosphere of both locations. Kind of a dumb question, but I like the drive-by image. There is so much potential for an evening, from parking lot to parking lot; the approaching smell, the welcome, the decor, the whisking away, the flirt, the compliments, the breathe, the skin, the seduction, the negotiations, the pressure, the oil, the heat of the water or towel or the lack thereof, the hole in the table, the bolster — or, lack thereof! the back walking — or lack thereof! The squeeze, the cleanup, the cool down, the wait for the water! Don’t tell me my money and time and energy and spirit and thoughts equate to nothing but getting my rocks off. Where’s the art?