Whatever next? Wireless bordellos? PDA Prostitution? I'll be willing to bet the dances don't last long due to the battery running out.
My road in central London is 'on curfew' after 10.30 pm on weekends thanks to a laptop dancing club and a proposed casino next to it requesting a liquor licensing permission now to...3 am. The local residents have volumes of objection files to no avail. I sincerely wish that a Cabinet Minister or a Member of the Lords lived right here, next door, and then opine.