Got paid to sit in a VIP room by myself farting for 45 minutes

A young guy booked me for an hour and about 15 minutes into the dance he said he had to step outside for a minute, no worries. He’s gone quite a while. I had subway before work and was a bit gassy all night so I took the opportunity to let out the farts and when he got back the smell was gone. Danced for another few minutes and he had to go get some air. No worries. I watch music videos on the TV and crop dust the fuck out of that little room for about twenty minutes. Finally one of the managers comes and tells me he threw up so they’ve had to kick him out. I was a bit bummed coz he said he’d book more but that was probably the best dance of my life.