Ainsley watched Nathan reach out and grope the lady while she was humming him dry. "I can't believe he'd do this to me," Ainsley muttered. With a wagging finger, the stripper swatted away his hand, treating him like a mischievous schoolboy, and then moved down to speak in his ear. He gave an enthusiastic nod, and while the rest of his entourage shouted and whistled, she got from his lap and took his hand, guiding him to a wooden door.

What is their destination? With her feet apparently ...