it takes two to tango
A bottle of white, a bottle of red. Perhaps a bottle of rosé instead. The restaurant is a perfect place to pursue romantic interests and reminisce about long lost loves.
Warning:
Watch out! This locale is NOT SAFE! The building is dilapidated. The construction is crumbling, and someone might get hurt. It could be you, if you stay here too long...
Graffiti:
ＯＤＩＬＥ ｗａｓ ｈｅｒｅ！
Note from the Management
"Dance me to your beauty with a burning violin
Dance me through the panic 'til I'm gathered safely in
Lift me like an olive branch and be my homeward dove"
"Dance with me my old friend
Once before we go
Let's pretend this song won't end
And we never have to go home
And we'll dance among the chandeliers
And nothing matters when we're dancing
In tat or tatters you're entrancing
Be we in Paris or in Lansing
Nothing matters when we're dancing
You've never been more beautiful
Your eyes like two full moons
As here in this poor old dancehall
Among the dreadful tunes
The awful songs we don't even hear"