Anyway, after the bill was settled, we went to the Red Room which was very Iowa to me. It was pointed out that Long Beach's nickname is "Iowa By the Sea" and if they'd like to change that perception, playing whiny/naggy "real™ hip-hop" in a bar full of pasty, bundled, studenty types should be identified as a problem area.
Then we went to the Prospector which just sounds gay but apparently isn't. They were watching the Jeffersons and I'll describe it as a basement bar. You know, low pile carpet, no windows, cheap lighting and paneled walls. We only hung out for a bit before heading back.
25 minute drive for those intimidated by great distances. Nice to get out and about, despite the destinations being somewhat underwhelming.