“Oh yes,” Seshat agreed politely. “Taweret is quite fun. At least, she seems as though she has fun wherever she goes. But no, I've never been in an establishment such as this before.”
The young man on the stage finished whatever he was doing with his eggs and his bowl and departed with considerably fewer clothes on than he'd been wearing when she came in. And he'd not had much on then. The gentleman that was playing the music for the club was talking and a few other muscular young males came out to clean up the stage.
While they did so, Seshat leaned over and asked Ninkasi, “Do they all have a theme like this? That's very entertaining. Oh!” She gasped suddenly, her eyes very round, “That young man is missing the posterior portion of his pants!”