After the clock strikes midnight on a Thursday, Friday, or Saturday night, Lit Lounge is the place to be if you're seeking a new bed mate. It's dark, gritty, and crowded with singles in need of a release. It's as if an unspoken acknowledgement exists among revelers: If someone isn't already making out with someone else, they're fair game.
Lit lends to your luck. It's dim, and the drinks are cheap; both make you look better. Plus, there always seems to be foreigners hanging in the wings, eager to make some memories, but unable to stick around. Here one minute and gone the next, these ladies have a flight to catch tomorrow, so capitalize while you can.