Lester can’t say he’s really happy or anything, but he’s sure busy. He renames the club "Waxy’s Travel Lounge" for some reason known only to himself. The club loses money quickly and consistently. After the first month Lester stops playing Lou Reed’s Metal Machine Music before sets, and that helps attendance some, but Waxy’s is still a club which books a lot of tiny weird college-circuit acts that Albert Average just doesn’t get yet. Pretty soon they’re broke again and living off Lester’s reviews.