Let's make some money.

What proceeded was the most successful night in Brolin's Diner's entire history. The place was packed and the scantily-clad staff made sure that all the tables were served and much more.

People were talking, drinking, and laughing, all having one hell of a time.

Jessica caught Greg dancing with a milfy 40-something woman, her friends cheering them along.

She also saw Donna letting one customer place his face between her sizable red cups and motorboat her!

Jessica herself fell victim to the wild mood of the night and gave a table dance to a young man who just turned 21. It would've been pretty fun actually, if not for the fact that his mom and dad were there... cheering.

Yeesh, okay.

A little later, Jessica spied Ellie being lifted up onto the bar counter by a group of younger looking women.

"get it girl!"

"wooooo!"

"Dance off!"

Ellie stood there nervously as another woman was lifted onto the bar, a woman in a white dress and a sash around her that said "bride to be"

"dance off! dance off! dance off!" the girls were howling, catching the attention of everyone in the restaurant, all eyes now pointing at the bride-to-be now sliding her dress off sexily, revealing a set of white, lacey bra and panties, and even white stockings, all in front of Ellie who gawked at the bride's undulating hips.

"C'mon, sweetie, dance with me!" The bride said playfully, bumping the much smaller, paler, and meeker Ellie with her hip.

Ellie smiled and began dancing! Really going at it, she was really living in the moment, really working up a sweat.

A sweat...