Rude bartenders, rude busboys, poor production. The nicest person in the joint was Johnny at the front door when he refunded my door charge because of the miserable experience there.\n\nMy friend was able to coordinate with management about getting us in the VIP short line and a discount for the guys (ladies were free). Still had to pay $20 to get in, and the prestige of the Bellagio did not carry inside this club.\n\nFirst it was too dark in there. How can you set up a club for a ton of hot ladies in there if I can't see them? Even security had to shine their flashlights on all the steps everytime you walked by. Even the lights on the dance floor made it hard to tell if the girl 5 feet away was actually a 9 or just caked in makeup.\n\nFound an empty spot at the bar, couldn't find a bottle list to see what scotch they had. Bartender walks over, I ask her what type of scotch they have since I can't see their bottles in the dark. She drops her jaw and rudely says, \"I have 50 types. What do you want?\" No offer of a menu, no suggestions, even my friend behind me said wow, what B*t$h. Alison, so it says on my receipt, did not get a tip for that overpriced 12-year drink. Maybe I caught this particular bartender on a bad night, but if I'm paying $20 or $30 just to be in there you had better offer some degree of service.\n\nThe busboys or servers or whatever those little guys in vests do literally sprint down hallways and push people out of their way. There is a bottle service delivery system that uses some weird blue diamond chariot thing carried by two guys and two girls with sparklers. There were no tables or extra dance areas, only two poorly lit go-go dancers. Overall, this club was not a positive experience.\n\nWhen we left after only 20 or 30 minutes, I asked to go back to the cashier but one of the eight suits coordinating door entry listened to my recap and refunded my money. That was the best part of my experience there.\n\nThe prestige of being in the Bellagio does not warrant a $30 entrance fee to the Bank.