I almost stayed home but at the last minute decided to meet the guys at the Frightened Rabbit concert in Brooklyn. During the third and fourth song I was overcome with the urge to hit Vesta and do the whole single guy pick up thing.
The guys seemed uninterested and opted to call it a night. Having no urge to go home I jumped on the train and headed to Vesta, alone. I know to some it may sound like the creepy guy move but this is New York and I’m good looking. 
Two hours later the place shut its doors and I was deep in conversation with one of the cage dancers. Not bad considering I was flying solo.