For those whose Mile High Club ambitions have been thus far frustrated, the (literally) jet-conscious Skyline is for you. Once you enter through the vacuum-lock emergency door, proceed along the lighted walkways to the bar – outfitted with replica twin turbo-propeller engines so you don’t miss it – and ask the ‘flight crew’ for something to drink (these are probably made with some of those snack-size liquor bottles – they’re tiny and strong, served in flimsy plastic). Lazy passengers can sit in actual aircraft seats around a (non-foldaway) Formica table, while VIPs get a larger setup with a ‘personal stewardess’. Tired of sitting? Dance before the nose of a dissembled commercial jet, from which, naturally, the DJ directs the mood of patrons and shoots lasers.