2 Drunk men, Royal Bengal room, Girls, and bullshitting

"I think its on the left somewhere," the girl said.She said that pointing her fingers to the right.Either she was very stupid or day dreaming looking at two a little drunk and good looking men."
"You mean on the right side," I said
She managed a nervous smile and by the time she could say something, her friend pulled her by her hand, turned her and walked away telling me "it's there somewhere."
"wasn't that a Little rude," my friend DK said.I am not sure she heard it, even if she did, she did not turn back.

"Do you often come to city centre," DK asks.
"yes"
"Do you know where is royal Bengal room"
"It's near hangout"
"Where is hangout, actually we are new i the city," DK said
"It's near ...um...okay, come I'll show you."
He is so good at lying, especially with girls. There is not much to talk about DK, except he is tall, stinking rich, and he exists.
He thanked her, complimented her on her clothes or bag or some other shit that I cant remember.I call him Casanova,very apposite for him.

"Which state are you from," the woman asks.
"United states," I say.she laughs manically. I had to say this to stop two people staring at each other with obscene thought running in their heads..

A good 40 minutes had passed, we had asked this question to about 10 odd people.It was DK's idea, he likes bullshitting.
Then we saw a tall married women with attractive features, and loads of make up, she must put on make up with a shovel to have a face look like white paint.
I stared at all that was protruding, although I didn't want to. I was still staring while DK popped with the question.

she stopped, looked at me, examined all my organs, asked my name, where I lived, and promised to take us to Royal Bengal Room. Either she really wanted to help us or she was too sexually deprived.When we got to Royal Bengal room, to our utter dismay, It was closed, we had to pretend that we were calling someone to open the door, until she left, and before it became embarrassing.

Three girls were walking towards us, they were dressed in pink or black or pink or black, I am not sure.They had the usual smiles, the usual make up ALA Sex And The City, only they were younger and didn't have martini glasses in their hands.We step in and ask the usual question.One of them nudged another and she nudged someone else,we were made to repeat twice, then they came up with "ask someone else, we don't know."
How dumb isn't it.
"And that's it," I tell DK "you've had your fun ."
I turn and cross over to the side where the pan shop is.