MisterNigma
Don Juan
My next approach was closer to the exit of the store these two latin girls HB7.3, and HB7.6 were walking in the opposite direction.
Me: Hey guys, help me out, I need a female opinion. Do you thinks it’s good for a guy to wear a pink shirt?
HB7.6: (Both of them stop, she is clearly thinking, but stays silent)
HB7.3: Sorry what?
Me: Do you think it’s alright for men to wear pink shirts?
(their English wasn’t so good)
Me: Like red, only a lot lighter? (pointed to a bracelet one of them had on)
HB7.6: Oh, you good in pink, but not dark, light like that. (points to a girl walking by wearing a light pink sweater)
Me: It’s not for me, I thinks it’s a bit too feminine.
HB7.6: No it looks good.
Me: Where are you from? I hear a bit of an accent.
HB7.3: We’re from Brazil.
Me: Oh wow, I’ve been all over Europe and middle east, haven’t made it to latin America though. How is it over there?
(Both of them started yammering something –Oh it’s great I love brazil,)
Me: Is it dangerous though? (what I should have said was, is it exciting, not “dangerous”)
HB7.6: No it’s fine, you should go. (HB7.3 was nodding along smiling)
Me: Thanks for the advise.
( I walk off)
Stupid move on my part to eject from that set. Both of them were very receptive, and very good looking. Plus I was kind of hoping WestCoast1492 would wing me, but since I didn’t really announce that I was gonna sarge those two, he just stayed to the side.
One more thing to note, at one point as one of them was answering, my cell went off, I flipped it open, hit IGNORE, and kept on going like nothing happened.
My next set was in Barnes&Noble again. Two set HB6.7 and HB5.6 standing by the theatre arts. WestCoast1492 and I decided that it was becoming way too easy to just do simple approaches, so to earn points, we added two conditions, one being that you must stay in the set for a minimum of 5 minutes, and the second that you must switch the topic of the conversation. So. . .
Me: Hey guys, need a bit of advice, what book what book would you recommend from here?
HB6.7: What are you looking for?
Me: I need something for class, any kind of classic literature, maybe a play or something.
HB6.7: What class?
Me: Art history, I have to take it, and the professor wasn’t too specific.
HB5.6: We don’t really know.
Me: Well what are you reading?
HB5.6: Oh these are monologues?
Me: Monologues?
HB6.7: For acting.
Me: Oh wow, you’re actresses?
HB6.7: No just her.
Me: What kind of acting do you do? I have a couple of stand up comedian friends, always amazes me how much prep time they put in to work a room in a show.
HB5.6: I’m practicing for an audition for Disney.
Me: For a movie?
HB5.6: (smiling) No.
Me: Theater then, maybe opera, you have a very nice voice.
HB5.6: It’s for the Disney parks in florida, I want to play Cinderella.
Me: That’s gotta be hard, so you’re gonna move to Florida?
HB5.6: If I get the part.
Me:I Like it down there, last time I went was about 5 years ago. Which parks did you like more, the Disney parks or the Universal Parks?
HB5.6: I’m a Disney girl, I go almost every year.
Me: That’s cool, it gets hot down there though, plus the hurricanes.
HB5.6: But it’s not cold.
Me: So what do you think of this one (show her some Shakespeare play)?
HB5.6: That’s pretty good.
Me: Well listen, thanks for the advice, I hope the audition goes well.
HB5.6: Thanks.
( Walk away)
This conversation was actually a lot longer then it is here, I just don’t remember it all. That’s the gist of it though. I was getting good rapport with HB5.6 after I dropped the comedian line, but I couldn’t hook HB6.7 she was freezing me out, turning away a little.
After this set WestCoast1492 and I drifted through the mall looking for more targets. I did a couple of very quick approaches, and tried a line on a girl on an escalator. All of this led us to Target. It was WestCoast1492’s turn. I spotted and hb7.6 for him, said go, and walked off to another isle with a woman, HB6.2, at least 10 years older then me. We were by cooking utensils. The conversation went about 15 minutes, and I barely remember anything. I went with an opinion opener on spice racks, we talked for a while, and I was getting some serious IOIs, a lot of smiling and eye contact, she kept restarting the conversation after I let it lag, and she actually asked me to pull out a paper for her so she could write down a few names of good restaurants in the city (turned out she is a food critic and a chef). The only paper I had was a crumpled EZ Pass envelope, that just happened to already have a couple of numbers on it. (no, not past # closes, just business numbers) I think if I asked for it, she would have given me her number without a question. I seriously need to just start asking for numbers. I exited the set because WestCoast1492 kept floating around, and I really wasn’t interested in HB6.2 considering her age.
As it turns out, WestCoast1492 lost the little pair of balls he grew earlier and didn’t go through with his approach.
After this, we scouted for more targets, I was riding high, but WestCoast1492 didn’t want to loose so badly that he would owe me two meals. (if I have double his score). We ended up at a Fridays, and a little situation unfolded, I didn’t act on it, but I probably should have:
About 1 table down there was an HB5.2 sitting eating something by herself with a big glass of something clearly alcoholic. I was tempted to go and sit with her, or to invite her to our table, but ended up doing nothing. What should I have done if anything?
Me: Hey guys, help me out, I need a female opinion. Do you thinks it’s good for a guy to wear a pink shirt?
HB7.6: (Both of them stop, she is clearly thinking, but stays silent)
HB7.3: Sorry what?
Me: Do you think it’s alright for men to wear pink shirts?
(their English wasn’t so good)
Me: Like red, only a lot lighter? (pointed to a bracelet one of them had on)
HB7.6: Oh, you good in pink, but not dark, light like that. (points to a girl walking by wearing a light pink sweater)
Me: It’s not for me, I thinks it’s a bit too feminine.
HB7.6: No it looks good.
Me: Where are you from? I hear a bit of an accent.
HB7.3: We’re from Brazil.
Me: Oh wow, I’ve been all over Europe and middle east, haven’t made it to latin America though. How is it over there?
(Both of them started yammering something –Oh it’s great I love brazil,)
Me: Is it dangerous though? (what I should have said was, is it exciting, not “dangerous”)
HB7.6: No it’s fine, you should go. (HB7.3 was nodding along smiling)
Me: Thanks for the advise.
( I walk off)
Stupid move on my part to eject from that set. Both of them were very receptive, and very good looking. Plus I was kind of hoping WestCoast1492 would wing me, but since I didn’t really announce that I was gonna sarge those two, he just stayed to the side.
One more thing to note, at one point as one of them was answering, my cell went off, I flipped it open, hit IGNORE, and kept on going like nothing happened.
My next set was in Barnes&Noble again. Two set HB6.7 and HB5.6 standing by the theatre arts. WestCoast1492 and I decided that it was becoming way too easy to just do simple approaches, so to earn points, we added two conditions, one being that you must stay in the set for a minimum of 5 minutes, and the second that you must switch the topic of the conversation. So. . .
Me: Hey guys, need a bit of advice, what book what book would you recommend from here?
HB6.7: What are you looking for?
Me: I need something for class, any kind of classic literature, maybe a play or something.
HB6.7: What class?
Me: Art history, I have to take it, and the professor wasn’t too specific.
HB5.6: We don’t really know.
Me: Well what are you reading?
HB5.6: Oh these are monologues?
Me: Monologues?
HB6.7: For acting.
Me: Oh wow, you’re actresses?
HB6.7: No just her.
Me: What kind of acting do you do? I have a couple of stand up comedian friends, always amazes me how much prep time they put in to work a room in a show.
HB5.6: I’m practicing for an audition for Disney.
Me: For a movie?
HB5.6: (smiling) No.
Me: Theater then, maybe opera, you have a very nice voice.
HB5.6: It’s for the Disney parks in florida, I want to play Cinderella.
Me: That’s gotta be hard, so you’re gonna move to Florida?
HB5.6: If I get the part.
Me:I Like it down there, last time I went was about 5 years ago. Which parks did you like more, the Disney parks or the Universal Parks?
HB5.6: I’m a Disney girl, I go almost every year.
Me: That’s cool, it gets hot down there though, plus the hurricanes.
HB5.6: But it’s not cold.
Me: So what do you think of this one (show her some Shakespeare play)?
HB5.6: That’s pretty good.
Me: Well listen, thanks for the advice, I hope the audition goes well.
HB5.6: Thanks.
( Walk away)
This conversation was actually a lot longer then it is here, I just don’t remember it all. That’s the gist of it though. I was getting good rapport with HB5.6 after I dropped the comedian line, but I couldn’t hook HB6.7 she was freezing me out, turning away a little.
After this set WestCoast1492 and I drifted through the mall looking for more targets. I did a couple of very quick approaches, and tried a line on a girl on an escalator. All of this led us to Target. It was WestCoast1492’s turn. I spotted and hb7.6 for him, said go, and walked off to another isle with a woman, HB6.2, at least 10 years older then me. We were by cooking utensils. The conversation went about 15 minutes, and I barely remember anything. I went with an opinion opener on spice racks, we talked for a while, and I was getting some serious IOIs, a lot of smiling and eye contact, she kept restarting the conversation after I let it lag, and she actually asked me to pull out a paper for her so she could write down a few names of good restaurants in the city (turned out she is a food critic and a chef). The only paper I had was a crumpled EZ Pass envelope, that just happened to already have a couple of numbers on it. (no, not past # closes, just business numbers) I think if I asked for it, she would have given me her number without a question. I seriously need to just start asking for numbers. I exited the set because WestCoast1492 kept floating around, and I really wasn’t interested in HB6.2 considering her age.
As it turns out, WestCoast1492 lost the little pair of balls he grew earlier and didn’t go through with his approach.
After this, we scouted for more targets, I was riding high, but WestCoast1492 didn’t want to loose so badly that he would owe me two meals. (if I have double his score). We ended up at a Fridays, and a little situation unfolded, I didn’t act on it, but I probably should have:
About 1 table down there was an HB5.2 sitting eating something by herself with a big glass of something clearly alcoholic. I was tempted to go and sit with her, or to invite her to our table, but ended up doing nothing. What should I have done if anything?