martinis manicures marshmallows massages and half-naked men waiters. ok so maybe the last mentioned weren't that great. i was sitting alone for a while and had no intention to spend any more money until 2 of those men cornered me and asked me whether i wanted a raffle ticket. i bought one so that they would go away. not cool. (hence the absence of any picture) [since we're at this substandard-m topic, someone kindly pointed out that women's problems all start with men. think men-opause, men-struation....] oh yes. meinus