It is my understanding one of the reasons Mulrenin gave Mandi to come to his apartment the night he died, was to get cash for her dancer dollars. Dancer dollars supposedly don’t have chargebacks. It is possible for a manager who actually wants to make his top girls happy, and retain his top earners, to prioritize it and keep enough cash on hand to always cover the dancer dollars. I don’t doubt that Mulrenin got more than he could handle from Mandi, and blew all the club's money on coke, and defaulted on dancer dollars. And all the girls knew exactly what happened, and blamed Mandi for being a home- wrecker, and that is why they helped build the railroad. [Chris Dahl did set it up, but not how that stunted-cranium Madara imagined] I also mentioned how when the Veigles bought Cabaret Internationale they got rid of the dj's, who were at that time the point of contact for the girls. They brought in new ones who just played music. And the angry well-dressed manager introduced the new system were he and the two younger guys would walk around with a clipboard at the end of the shift, and demand money from every girl. In the past girls would just pass by the dj booth on their way out, to pay their house fee and whatever tip if they had a good night. This new system was almost like a military ritual, with the well-dressed guy standing in the middle as they confronted each girl, and the shorter guys on either side which reminded me of an olyrnpic medal ceremony. It was sort of an inspection like a military drill instructor. And the military ceremonious way it was conducted, was new. It is a sad truth most people don’t know, that most strippers on most nights don’t make any money. The dj wasn’t coming out on the floor to get them. He would just sit in his booth, and whenever they left they would stop by and say they are sorry but they didn't have the house fee. And he would let them go. But with this new system of hunting the girls down on the floor, the angry manager was putting them on the spot. He was saying you owe me money. Don't have it? Come see me in the office if you want to keep working here. There is no point hunting down girls who have no money to give, unless you want something else from them. Even the girls who were making good money, they now had to come see the angry manager in the office the next day to get it. He was making them earn it twice. The girls had a business partner. It is just human nature when a person has the power to withhold something, he will use it as leverage. Not every girl is going to go for this. Not every girl is going to have sex for a job and keep quiet about it. That is why all the girls were gone and Cabaret Intemationale was empty after a few months. That is probably why the angry manager got demoted to tiny Dollhouse and, according to Gary Carico in his police interview, still had trouble finding girls willing to work for him. (In 2015, some girls even sued Stars for minimum wage. You look in those documents, the guy they were angry at was James Mulrenin.) But the manager knows the girls he can pick on. The girls who come in off Orange Blossom Trail totally broke, and don’t make any money and are giving out their phone number, letting guys touch their pussy and still not getting any tips, those are the kind of girls who will do what he wants. That and desperate hispanic single moms who actually want to have sex with the tall white manager guy. One of the main differences between strippers and hookers, is strippers know how to talk. They schmooze guys, they lead them on. Hookers don’t have that same skillset. They just give what they have. At the end of the night girls who are not good talkers are not making any money as a stripper, and suddenly the angry well-dressed manager is their new partner. Make him happy, and he will send some customers their way. By fall of 2012 I gave up going to Cabaret Internationale. I dreaded the angry well-dressed manager being there. I would be sitting with a girl, and he would call her away to hang over some 90-year-old guy with diamond rings who looked like The Raiders Al Davis. He stared at me in the parking lot every time when I left. I couldn't even get up and go to the bathroom without this guy staring at me the whole way, and some of his girls thinking I must be drunk peeing and trying to steal my wallet. II-25