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   SuperBabes Hero Bar & Grill is a famous superhero-themed restaurant, bar, and nightlife venue located at 1985 Victory Blvd., Las Vegas, Nevada. It is one of the city's most recognizable independent entertainment venues, combining a massive restaurant, cocktail bars, VIP bottle service, live entertainment, private rooms, rooftop nightlife, and comic-book-inspired spectacle.

   SuperBabes employs women as servers, bartenders, cocktail waitresses, bottle girls, VIP hostesses, performers, managers, and other staff. Each front-of-house employee is assigned a recognizable female hero, villain, vigilante, magical girl, warrior, antihero, or similarly iconic fictional woman as her SuperBabes persona.

   Employees are not literally those fictional characters. Their assigned character determines the inspiration for their work uniform and presentation. Employees remain entirely themselves underneath the costume.

   SuperBabes is loud, colorful, theatrical, chaotic, and surprisingly well-run. Neon pink, purple, electric blue, black, comic-book graphics, vintage memorabilia, theatrical lighting, and enormous glowing signs dominate the interior.

   Its slogan is:

   “EAT. DRINK. SAVE THE NIGHT.”

   Its most famous house rule is:

   “YOU CAN LOOK ALL YA WANT. BUT DON'T TOUCH THE GIRLS.”

   Management enforces this rule without exception.

   SuperBabes opened in Las Vegas in 1985.

   The original location was nothing like the enormous venue that exists today. It was a small, independently owned bar-and-grill founded by Maxine “Max” Valentine, a lifelong comic-book obsessive who believed Las Vegas had showgirls, cowboys, mobsters, magicians, and Elvis impersonators but was severely lacking women dressed like superheroes serving cheeseburgers.

   Max opened the restaurant with limited money, handmade decorations, secondhand kitchen equipment, and uniforms sewn by herself and several of the original employees.

   The idea was considered ridiculous.

   It became wildly successful.

   The original SuperBabes developed a cult following throughout the late 1980s and 1990s. Tourists returned every year. Comic fans made pilgrimages to it. Celebrities occasionally appeared unannounced. Employees became local personalities in their own right.

   The business nearly collapsed during the early 2000s following financial problems, changing tourism trends, and years of deferred maintenance.

   Instead of selling the property, Max's family partnered with investors under the condition that the SuperBabes identity remain intact.

   A massive redevelopment followed.

   The modern SuperBabes bears little physical resemblance to the original restaurant, but pieces of the old establishment remain throughout the building.

   The most important is the original 1985 neon SuperBabes sign.

   It flickers.

   Several letters occasionally fail.

   Management has repeatedly been offered free replacements.

   They refuse.

   One hallway near the employee entrance contains thousands of photographs collectively known as The Legacy Wall.

   Every woman who survives her first full month working at SuperBabes receives a photograph on the wall.

   The oldest pictures date back to 1985.

   Early employees appear in homemade costumes, enormous hair, questionable makeup, and uniforms that would violate approximately seventeen modern workplace regulations.

   Later decades chronicle changing fashion, renovations, friendships, marriages, pregnancies, breakups, employee reunions, and generations of women who have worked beneath the SuperBabes sign.

   Some women have mothers, aunts, sisters, or grandmothers elsewhere on the same wall.

   Employees traditionally sign the white border beneath their photograph.

   Being added to the Legacy Wall is considered the unofficial moment when a new employee becomes a real SuperBabe.

   Removing or damaging a photograph is one of the quickest ways to become universally hated by the staff.

   Maxine “Max” Valentine founded SuperBabes in 1985.

   Now elderly and officially retired, Max remains an almost mythical presence within the restaurant.

   She is short, silver-haired, foul-mouthed, heavily tattooed, and still wears enormous glasses with bright red frames.

   Max rarely visits without warning.

   When she does, managers panic.

   Veteran employees adore her.

   New employees usually have no idea who the tiny old woman criticizing their tray-carrying technique is until someone whispers her identity.

   Max remembers an unsettling number of former employees by name.

   Her philosophy remains unofficial company doctrine:

   “The costume gets them through the door. The woman wearing it makes them come back.”

   The largest section of SuperBabes is called The Command Center.

   It occupies most of the ground floor and functions as the primary restaurant.

   The room is enormous, energetic, and deliberately overwhelming. Neon strips trace the ceiling. Comic-style murals cover the walls. Giant fake city skylines rise behind booths. Screens display sports, movies, gaming tournaments, and SuperBabes promotional material.

   Servers primarily work here.

   Booths are designed like superhero headquarters, villain lairs, spaceships, secret laboratories, magical castles, and comic-book city rooftops.

   The menu consists primarily of exaggerated American bar food: enormous burgers, wings, loaded fries, nachos, steaks, sandwiches, desserts, and themed cocktails.

   Birthday celebrations are notoriously loud.

   The Sanctum is SuperBabes' theatrical cocktail bar.

   Its aesthetic resembles an occult library crossed with an extravagant Vegas magic show.

   Dark wood, purple neon, false bookshelves, candles, mirrored liquor displays, celestial imagery, tarot motifs, glowing bottles, and hidden lighting make the room feel considerably more intimate than the main restaurant.

   The Sanctum specializes in elaborate cocktails involving smoke, color changes, edible shimmer, unusual glassware, flaming garnishes, and tableside presentation.

   Bartenders assigned witches, magical girls, sorceresses, supernatural characters, and similarly mystical personas frequently work here.

   One of its signs reads:

   “MAGIC IN EVERY POUR.”

   Another reads:

   “TIP WELL, DARLING. MAGIC IS EXPENSIVE.”

   The Watchtower occupies much of SuperBabes' second floor.

   It is the primary VIP and bottle-service area.

   The atmosphere shifts dramatically after dark. Restaurant lighting dims while neon, spotlights, music, and club lighting take over.

   Private booths overlook the Command Center through glass railings.

   Bottle girls deliver expensive liquor with sparklers, music cues, illuminated trays, and theatrical presentations.

   The Watchtower attracts celebrities, athletes, influencers, bachelor and bachelorette parties, wealthy tourists, and Vegas regulars.

   Security presence is significantly heavier here.

   Touching employees without consent results in immediate removal regardless of money, status, or fame.

   SuperBabes does not accept “Do you know who I am?” as legal tender.

   The Skyline is SuperBabes' rooftop lounge.

   It offers panoramic views of Las Vegas and is considerably calmer than the floors below.

   The rooftop contains fire pits, couches, secluded seating areas, two bars, decorative pools, neon signage, and large artificial comic-book speech bubbles incorporated into the architecture.

   Employees frequently come here after clocking out.

   The Skyline is especially popular for dates, private parties, proposals, celebrity events, and late-night conversations.

   At midnight, the main exterior SuperBabes sign illuminates the rooftop in pink.

   The Rogues' Gallery is a darker bar and dining area themed around villains, antiheroes, femme fatales, monsters, and morally questionable women.

   Its aesthetic is black, red, acid green, violet, chrome, and neon.

   Graffiti-style murals, fake police evidence boards, wanted posters, broken-city décor, cages containing liquor bottles, and deliberately ominous lighting fill the room.

   Employees assigned villainous or antihero personas frequently request shifts here.

   The Rogues' Gallery has a reputation for having the strongest drinks, loudest music, and most sarcastic bartenders in the building.

   Its unofficial motto is:

   “Bad girls tip better.”

   Management denies approving this slogan.

   It is nevertheless printed on shirts sold behind the bar.

   Starlight Arcade combines an arcade, dining area, and colorful anime-inspired lounge.

   The room contains retro cabinets, modern gaming stations, rhythm games, claw machines, racing simulators, enormous screens, neon stars, pastel lighting, and deliberately excessive magical-girl imagery.

   Anime, gaming, cartoon, and magical-girl-inspired SuperBabes frequently work this section.

   Guests can order food directly from booths containing gaming systems.

   Employees have an ongoing leaderboard for several arcade games.

   Customers attempting to impress employees by challenging them occasionally discover that working beside arcade machines forty hours per week produces terrifyingly competent gamers.

   The Hall of Heroes connects several major areas of the restaurant.

   Part museum and part hallway, it contains memorabilia documenting SuperBabes' history.

   Original menus, newspaper clippings, photographs, retired uniforms, celebrity autographs, promotional posters, employee awards, merchandise, and artifacts from the 1985 restaurant are displayed behind glass.

   The original flickering SuperBabes neon sign hangs at the far end.

   One display contains the first uniform Max Valentine ever made.

   It is objectively terrible.

   Employees are forbidden from saying this when Max is present.

   The Secret Identity is SuperBabes' primary private dining and event space.

   The room can be divided into several smaller suites or opened into one enormous hall.

   It hosts birthdays, corporate events, wedding receptions, bachelor and bachelorette parties, creator events, convention gatherings, and celebrity functions.

   Unlike most of SuperBabes, its décor is intentionally adaptable.

   Hidden lighting and digital wall panels can transform the room's appearance for individual events.

   Employees joke that nobody enters the Secret Identity for anything normal.

   They are usually correct.

   The Lair is the employees-only section of SuperBabes.

   Customers are strictly forbidden.

   It contains locker rooms, changing areas, costume storage, a large break room, employee bathrooms, management offices, laundry facilities, makeup stations, repair supplies, and a small staff kitchen.

   The difference between the customer-facing restaurant and The Lair is dramatic.

   Capes hang over chairs.

   Boots are abandoned beneath tables.

   Wigs sit on mannequin heads.

   Someone is always eating fries they did not pay for.

   Half-dressed superheroes complain about customers while another woman repairs a costume with a hot-glue gun.

   The employee bulletin board contains shift schedules, announcements, Polaroids, phone numbers, birthday cards, union information, memes, passive-aggressive management notes, and an ongoing list titled:

   THINGS WE APPARENTLY HAVE TO TELL GROWN ADULTS NOT TO DO.

   The list requires multiple pages.

   SuperBabes security is unofficially called The Justice League by employees.

   Security personnel wear black rather than costumes and are positioned throughout the building.

   Harassment of employees is taken extremely seriously.

   Customers may flirt.

   Employees may flirt back.

   Looking is permitted.

   Photography is permitted unless an employee asks otherwise.

   Touching an employee without consent, grabbing costumes, attempting to pull clothing, cornering staff, threatening workers, stalking employees after shifts, or refusing to accept rejection results in intervention.

   Serious offenders are permanently banned.

   The restaurant maintains a shared internal banned-customer database nicknamed The Villain Database.

   Management would rather lose a wealthy customer than an experienced employee.

   SuperBabes employees refer to themselves collectively as SuperBabes, regardless of their assigned character.

   Competition exists, particularly for lucrative VIP shifts, but employee culture is overwhelmingly protective.

   Veteran workers teach new hires how to handle difficult tables, prevent costume malfunctions, carry heavy trays, maximize tips, escape uncomfortable conversations, and recognize dangerous customers.

   Employees regularly trade costume pieces, makeup, hair products, painkillers, snacks, gossip, and relationship advice.

   Romances between coworkers are common.

   So are spectacular breakups.

   Dating customers is technically permitted but strongly discouraged.

   The unofficial employee commandments are:

   Never steal another woman's tips.

   Never abandon another SuperBabe with a dangerous customer.

   Never knowingly flirt with a coworker's partner.

   Always warn the group chat when someone's ex enters the building.

   And if a SuperBabe says she needs help, you help first and ask questions afterward.

   Every front-of-house SuperBabe has an assigned fictional character that inspires her uniform.

   Assignments can represent heroes, villains, vigilantes, magical girls, warriors, witches, video-game characters, anime characters, cartoon heroines, and other iconic fictional women.

   Costumes are customized to the employee rather than forcing employees into identical body types.

   SuperBabes employs an in-house wardrobe department responsible for tailoring, repairs, alterations, footwear, wigs, accessories, and emergency costume failures.

   Uniforms must remain recognizable while allowing employees to safely perform their jobs.

   Every costume includes a visible SuperBabes employee badge.

   Employees often personalize their costumes after gaining seniority.

   Capes remain an ongoing occupational hazard.

   A sign outside the kitchen reads:

   NO CAPES IN THE KITCHEN.

   This rule exists because of an incident.

   Veteran employees refuse to explain the incident.

   SuperBabes serves extravagant American bar-and-grill food designed for sharing, photographs, and extremely questionable dietary decisions.

   Popular menu items include:

   The Power-Up Platter — sliders, wings, mozzarella sticks, fries, onion rings, and dips.

   The Final Boss Burger — an enormous double burger with bacon, fried onions, cheese, and house sauce.

   Amazon Fries — loaded fries large enough to function as a meal.

   The Sidekick — burger, fries, and milkshake combo.

   Kryptonite Wings — aggressively spicy green-sauced wings.

   The Secret Identity — rotating off-menu dessert available only by asking.

   The cocktail menu varies between rooms.

   SuperBabes is famous for absurd presentations, glowing drinks, smoke effects, enormous shared cocktails, and drinks delivered with theatrical fanfare.

   SuperBabes encourages playful interaction between customers and employees but maintains strict boundaries.

   The primary rule is:

   YOU CAN LOOK ALL YA WANT. BUT DON'T TOUCH THE GIRLS THAT AREN'T IN THE RED ROOM.

   Customers may compliment costumes, flirt respectfully, ask for photographs, participate in character-themed banter, and interact with employees who reciprocate.

   Employees are never required to flirt.

   Employees are never required to accept physical contact.

   Employees may immediately end an interaction that makes them uncomfortable.

   Management backs employees during disputes unless clear evidence demonstrates misconduct.

   Anyone who deliberately violates employee boundaries may be removed and banned.

   SuperBabes sells merchandise featuring the phrase:

   RESPECT OUR BABES. RESPECT OUR HOUSE. OR GET PUT OUT.

   SuperBabes changes after approximately 9 PM.

   Families become less common.

   Lighting darkens.

   Music becomes louder.

   The Watchtower and rooftop fill.

   Bottle service begins dominating the upper floors.

   Servers change certain costume accessories for nightlife service.

   The atmosphere becomes closer to a Vegas nightclub while the main restaurant continues operating below.

   SuperBabes remains a restaurant rather than a strip club.

   Employees perform, flirt, joke, dance during certain presentations, and wear theatrical costumes, but physical boundaries remain firmly enforced.

   The venue closes extremely late.

   The Red Room located in the VIP Lounge opens at 9pm to only the most valued customers. It's essentially for stripping or fucking.

   Hidden beyond the VIP section of The Watchtower is SuperBabes' most infamous private space: The Red Room.

   Officially, it is classified as an adults-only private VIP lounge.

   Unofficially, everybody knows what the hell the Red Room is for.

   The room exists for consenting adults seeking privacy for intimate or NSFW encounters away from the main club. Admission is restricted to adults, and access is deliberately controlled. The Red Room is not part of ordinary restaurant service and is never accessible during family-oriented hours.

   The entrance is remarkably understated compared to everything else in SuperBabes. A dark hallway leads to a single crimson door beneath a small neon sign reading:

   THE RED ROOM

   Whatever happens beyond this door is your business.

   Inside, the room is luxurious rather than sleazy. Deep crimson walls, black marble, gold fixtures, dim adjustable lighting, heavy soundproofing, plush seating, private alcoves, locking storage, mirrors, a private restroom, shower facilities, and a small bar create the atmosphere of an extravagant Vegas penthouse.

   Music, temperature, and lighting can be controlled from inside.

   There are no surveillance cameras within the private areas of the Red Room.

   Security cameras cover only its public entrance and exterior hallway.

   Privacy is considered absolute.

   The Red Room has a separate staff/service entrance connecting directly to The Watchtower's restricted back corridors so authorized staff can enter without crossing the main VIP floor.

   SuperBabes employees are never required to participate in anything sexual simply because they work at the venue. Working inside the Red Room does not constitute consent to physical or sexual contact.

   The house's most famous rule applies twice as strongly here:

   ASK BEFORE YOU TOUCH.

   Consent must be clear, voluntary, and ongoing. Anyone who ignores another person's boundaries is immediately removed by security and permanently barred from the Red Room.

   Intoxicated guests may also be denied access at staff discretion.

   The room maintains a discreet supply cabinet containing practical adult amenities, hygiene products, fresh linens, towels, robes, bottled water, and cleanup supplies. The space is thoroughly cleaned and reset between reservations.

   Unlike the rest of SuperBabes, photography and recording are strictly prohibited inside the Red Room without the explicit agreement of everyone involved.

   Breaking this rule results in an immediate permanent ban.

   Employees rarely discuss what they have witnessed while working around the room.

   Not because nothing happens.

   Because discretion is part of the job.

   Naturally, this has made the Red Room responsible for approximately eighty percent of SuperBabes employee gossip.

   Nobody admits where the gossip came from.

   RED ROOM HOUSE RULES

   ADULTS ONLY.

   CONSENT IS MANDATORY.

   NO RECORDING WITHOUT EVERYONE'S PERMISSION.

   NO MEANS NO. STOP MEANS STOP.

   STAFF ARE STAFF — NOT PART OF YOUR RESERVATION.

   WHAT HAPPENS IN THE RED ROOM STAYS IN THE RED ROOM.

   A final brass plaque hangs beside the exit:

   BE BAD. BE SAFE. BE RESPECTFUL.

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