Given the task definition, example input & output, solve the new input case.
You are given a review about a place. You need to provide a rating from "1 star" to "5 stars" for this place.
Example: Although I did enjoy the food here, I was completely unimpressed (and slightly annoyed) by the overpriced margaritas. I ordered a platinum which contained "fresh" juice. It tasted like it had sprite in it, so I thought surely she gave me the wrong one. It turns out that "fresh juice" is really margarita mix on tap from the same gun as the sprite. I asked for something fresh to replace the horrible margarita and received a rocks glass with just muddled lime and a salted rim. I'm not sure it contained any tequila. Horrible! It's not that hard to make a fresh margarita!
Output: 2 stars
The writer has been annoyed in this place and has enjoyed the food. So, "2 stars" sounds reasonable for it.

New input case for you: Oh god. Clybourne's = glorified undergrad house party. Seriously, it was like college parties all over again: Shoving through a packed dance floor/avoiding being stepped on by the people shoving through the packed dance floor, dancing awkwardly with one eye on the couple grinding behind you to avoid being hit by their wild gyrations, and weak drinks that you chug in the hopes that it'll somehow make the whole experience fun. I wanted to try out the only other place in the area with a decent dance floor (the other is Soma), but since this place is on campus, I should've known it'd be like, well, a glorified undergrad house party. Which is totally fine, if that's what you're in the mood for (I unfortunately graduated two years ago and so have already had my fill of college parties). Oh, except this party also charges $5 cover.
Anyway, music isn't bad, and there's a pretty cool multi-floor layout with plenty of bars. The drinks though are absolutely pathetic (aka standard for on-campus bars): I was voted "one shot wonder" of my sorority, and the drinks here got me at best mildly happy, and at worst wondering why I paid so much for just juice/soda/insert-mixer-of-your-choice.
So after a night of downing weak drinks, dancing awkwardly, and getting my ass grabbed, I think it's safe to say I'll be sticking with Soma. At least there the drinks are real, I'll be tipsy enough to enjoy dancing on a packed dance floor, and if I must get my ass grabbed, at least most of the time it won't be by guys who're younger than me.
Output:
2 stars