Once you've used your suave patter and a $20 bill or two to talk your way past the bouncers, you're in for a fine ride in this new ebony laden, plush-cushioned creation recently opened at Bellagio. From an escalator surrounded by low lights and red curtains, you emerge into a pan-Asian fantasy. Now, you could step up to the bar and drop a few bills on single malts over rocks, but since you know you're so money, pull out that wad of c-notes and pony up for a private booth for your pack. How much, you ask? Prepare to slap down the table minimum of $195, which will get you a bottle of so-so Champagne, fresh tulips on the table, and the attention of a waitress nicely attired in a tight, slithery black gown. The service is friendly and attentive, as it should be, and the apple martinis are a house favorite. Watch how the bar crowd, which ranges from expense accounters looking for a party to long-legged chicks trying to jump start their film careers, gaze in admiration and wonder at your little hideaway. Admission to this red velvet lair is $20, whether you hit the bar or sit VIP-style. Light at Bellagio, 3600 Las Vegas Blvd., 702-693-7444.