One of the last times we went to the Bubble Lounge, we saw two hot women sitting on a certain former mayor's lap. Maybe it was the va-va-voom sexy red cushy sofas and seats, combined with the brick interiors, dim lighting and pulsing DJ beats? Or that a high proportion of women seem to show tasteful cleavage when working or chillin' at the Bubble Lounge? Simply put, folks seem to have a good time there. Be it symptom, cause, or a bit of both, this at times lusty yet fun behavior must have something to do with all that bubbly flowing. more ›