Approach 4...sort of
I hit the bars with a buddy earlier tonight. It' supposed to be the "Biggest drinking night of the year" and indeed the bars were packed. We started out at an old head bar...shuffle board, darts, the whole 9. Only it was mobbed and loud like every other bar (usually it's quiet with a small crowd, great place to start out on the weekends). We stay for a drink and bounce.
We end up at our favorite bar. For some reason this place is always packed and there's always tons of girls. We post up at the bar.
I find that getting a spot at the bar is usually the best spot to hang around at, besides maybe a dance floor. Everyone comes through to get drinks, bumps into you, etc. Plenty of opportunities to open so you can either pick your sets carefully or open them all, whatever you want.
I'm watching the t.v. and it says that Allen Iverson retired. The 76ers are a big deal in my area and he was one of their star players for a while. I ask my friend how old he was, my friend doesn't know and says "Maybe she knows" pointing to a girl trying to squeeze by to get a drink. I open...
Me: Oh, Hey.
HB6: Hey.
Me: Did you know Allen Iverson retired?
HB6: What? He retired?
Me: Yeah it just said so on the t.v.
HB6: Wow that's crazy.
Me: Yeah I know, he's still pretty young. How old is he?
HB6: I don't know, I think he is pretty young though.
Me: Yeah, surprising.
I take the convo no where after realizing it was probably stupid to talk to a girl about sports like that. Was nice to warm up though and make some small talk.
After making some small talk with several people, later I open a 2 set right behind me and my friend.
Me: Are you guys trying to get drinks?
HB7: Yeah
I call the bartender over, he responds and gets their order.
HB7: Hey, thanks!
*She squeezes my arm*
Me: It's cool, we're closer.
HB7: haha, yup.
*She rubs my shoulder*
Me: So you're cute, what's your name?
HB7 tells me her name and holds out her hand. I tell her my name.
Me: Nice to meet you
I glance at my wing, he's talking to her friend. Nice.
Before I get the chance to say anything else, she reengages.
HB7: Where are you from?
Me: I tell her what neighborhood I live in and what high school I'm near.
HB7: Oh, where did you go to high school?
Me: I went to a creative and performing arts school downtown.
HB7: OMG REALLY? What did you do there?
Me: I play drums.
HB7: Wow I play drums too! For (names some school or something)
Me: Haha really? Wow, are you good?
HB7: I'm gettin there.
Me: How long have you been playing for?
HB7: About 5 years.
At this point, their drinks are up. Her friend pays and tips the bartender.
Me: We're leaving soon but before I go, give me your number. It's so weird to meet a girl that plays drums.
HB7: *Big smile* Okay
I pull out my phone.
HB7: It's (gives me her number, 2 digits at a time.....a little weird.)
Me: Ok, cool.
HB7: And that's (her name) the drummer.
Me: Hahaha ok. I just called you so you should have my number too.
She pulls out her phone.
Me: Did it go through?
HB7: Yup *Big smile*
Me: Ok, see ya.
B7: Bye
They walk off.
I wish every approach was that easy. Clearly she had some alcohol in her, she kino'd the hell out of me right off the bat.
I think it was style that said pick up is a process: you open, hook, touch and create a connection, but you don't always have to start from the beginning. If she starts somewhere else in the process, take it from there. That's exactly what I did. She started with kino so I went right into vibing, skipped the opener and hook material.
Granted, I don't feel like this was a very solid number close. The interaction lasted less then 5 minutes, I'm not even sure if she remembers my name. I'll try giving her a call Sunday or Monday just for the hell of it. Why not?
Definitely a good night, had a lot of fun.
Anyways, off for some sleep, turkey day tomorrow and I have work all day.
Happy Thanksgiving.
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