[Mankok]

Went here last week. Place packed. Sat at the table near the entrance and ordered a beer (in fact I do not drink beer/alcohol but it's stupid not to order at least something). Soon a gal (mid twenties, kampung-look) came to join me. Popiah-gal, spoke understandable English, just the same old cock-talking...She introduced another gal to me, younger and also Viet. Seemed to be her first week here, so she still had to learn the modus operandi here. The two of them did not sat too close to me but kept their distance, they looked shy. At a certain moment the first one showed me the display on her phone. It said: "when we sit with you, will you give us money please". Of course I would tip them for accompanying me, no need to ask lah. However, at that moment I felt sorry for them. In fact, when I looked at their faces, they both looked hopefully to me and I could sense some sadness in them. I don't know what happened to me: I went there to enjoy myself and I ended up with completely other kind of feelings. I gave them both 40$ and got out of there. Won't return, for the time being.