He allowed me to ride the glass elevator to the top of the casino to search for the girl. The club was very dark and crowded. As I walked around I became mesmerized by this bikini clad girl dancing on this lit up coffee table. I couldn't find my daughter. I asked this guy that looked like a bouncer, “How do I get out of here?” In a thick Jersey accent with his arms wide open he said, "What, you want to leave?” My worst fears were realized. For a split second I thought that this was a front where teenage girls and their 56 year old fathers are kidnapped and sold into sex slavery. On the ride down in the glass elevator I weighed my options; I could throw myself to my death from this elevator or face my wife. When I got downstairs I couldn’t find my wife and son. I walked around and finally found them in a trance like state staring at a bikini clad girl dancing above the bar. The 3 of us continued walking through the casino until we finally found our daughter in a hypnotic state staring at this bikini clad girl dancing above a different bar. We must live a sheltered life.