I’ve seen nightclubs transform otherwise intelligent grown men into children. Forget the booze and the loud music. It’s the environment. The black lights, the neon, the mirrors, the chrome, the velvet-upholstered sofas, the crystal -- for some reason, this type of excess lavishness seems to bring out our most basic primordial instincts. 

Throughout my 20s, I probably spent a couple dozen evenings in nightclubs with my friends. And without fail, a couple guys would inevitably devolve into children and humiliate themselves. I’ll spare you the details, but the nightclub always seemed to bring out their inner 6-year-old. So this begs the question -- if the nightclub environment inspires grown men to act like uncontrollable 6-year old children, how would it impact an actual 6-year old? Clearly, you can’t bring a child to a nightclub (Rosie can confirm this for me). But you can bring the nightclub to the child. Just ask Jessica and Carlo.