IN THIS FIELD REPORT:
- An intro to make myself look cool
- dancefloor approaches
disqualifying AFCs
stealing girls away from guys
humor and takeaways
- patio approaches:
opening sets of 2-6
opening mixed sets of 4-8
- using dynamic openers
two new openers included
- street approaches sets 2-3
- street approaches mixed sets
opening mixed sets on street
stealing girls out of mixed sets
Goddamn, what a night! For the first time ever, i can honestly say that i have deep, unshakable faith in the fact that I’m on the way to attaining mastery of the game. Some may say that i'm just getting started, but i say the train is flying down the tracks and nothing in this world can stop it! It’s only a matter of time now, dammit!
But enough of that, let's get to the juicy stuff! For so long, i've been reading and hearing about the well-known PUA masters pulling off stuff like this, and have managed to do it myself here and there, but never so many times in a single night!
And to think i actually considered staying home because i hadn't slept the night before. To hell with excuses! If you’re awake and not doing something to get you closer to attaining your goals, whatever they may be, you’re wasting your damn time!
The night started when i got together with three of my wingmen. We hit up an Asian nightclub in the heart of Toronto's entertainment district. Me and one of the wingmen ended up being the only white guys in the entire club, and since we both have Asian fever, I think I speak for both of us when I say we felt like a couple of kids in a ToysRUs!
Upon entering, we hit the dancefloor! It was pretty small so during our stay on this level of the club, we pretty much mixed and matched the entire time. I’d open a few sets with one wingman, then go solo for awhile, then hook up with another one or chill with some insta-friends I made in the club or the lineup.
Something I wanted to practice was taking girls away from guys. I accomplished this in many ways. They ranged from simply telling the hovering AFCs that she’s my girlfriend to grabbing the girl’s arm, spinning her and pulling her away from them. “You owe me for saving you from that guy! Bigtime! How are you gonna make it up to me?” This was fun as hell. But man, I pissed a lot of guys off!
The dancefloor contained the usual mix of hot and cold reactions, lots of dancing, grinding, screaming off the top of our lungs, stealing girls away all that other fun stuff. About an hour after entering, I observed that most of the girls over HB7.5 were in places other than the dancefloor, so me and a wingman excused ourselves from a 3-set we were grinding and moved on.
As I walked up to the bar, I immediately noticed a really tall, well-dressed SHB. It’s not often that you see a 6-foot Asian girl, so she really stood out. We’ll call her HBModel. I was walking solo at this point and noticed another wingman of mine hovering around her. I gave him a minute to approach, but when he didn’t, I went for it. I decided to pretend that I assumed they know each other since they’re standing so close to each other. So I put one hand on his shoulder, the other on hers:
Me: Hey Ryan, are you gonna introduce me to your friend?
Her: Oh.. we don’t know eachother J
Me: Ahh! Well, I’m Max, this is Ryan.
<we shake hands and exchange greetings, then Ryan turns away for some reason, so I decided to snatch her up. Didn’t feel like saying anything fancy because it was too loud, so I got right to the point and took her hand>
Me: We’re gonna go dance
Her: I have a boyfriend! He’s right over there *points at group of AMOGs*
Me: No way? My boyfriend’s there too! He says I should have fun and meet new people tonight!
Her: Blah blah blah
<I realized this wasn’t a ****-test and she really did have a boyfriend>
Me: OMG, you’re so shy! Later, chicken! Hahah!
Remember this girl, as we’ll come back to her later. Anyway, somewhat social-proofed by my association with the SHB, I approached a 3-set about 5 meters away. Got the girl to lean in and told her she looks too serious and should try smiling more. She started giggling. We talked briefly, and I did a takeaway. As I walked off, I ran into another wingman and completely forgot about the 3-set when he said that this place has a rooftop patio! Off we went!
Finally, air! It was so hot and humid downstairs! I felt so alive and went right at it! We immediately walked up to a 6-set of HB8+ and opened with Mystery’s Brush or Floss Opener for the first time:
Me: What’s happenin guys?
Them: *greetings, neutral faces*
Me: We need your opinion on something, this’ll only take a minute. Me and my friend here were having an argument and we need a female perspective.
Them: *very focused, some smiling*
Me: Its actually pretty serious stuff. A matter of life and death! You see, your answers could potentially change our entire lives!
Them: *some start giggling*
Me: Are you ready for this? Here goes… Do you brush before flossing… or floss before brushing?
Them: *start cracking up, some start answering when the alpha female interrupts and answers me*
<At this point, my wingman should have engaged the rest of the group, but he didn’t and they noticed that she’s going after me and I’m engaged in convo with her, and turned somewhat away>
We fluffed for a bit, then I did a takeaway. I was planning to return to her later, but something happened that I didn’t expect. But before that, I ran into another really tall well-dressed girl that reminded me of HBModel downstairs.
Me: Hey, lemme ask you something. What do guys usually say when they hit on you here?
Her: It’s actually only my second time here so I don’t really know
<we fluffed for a bit and then HBModel walks up to us! It turned out they were friends. No wonder, they looked similar enough to even be sisters!>
But this is where the unexpected event I mentioned earlier occurred. A scuffle broke out. I did a takeaway with the 2-set of SHBs, immediately came up with the Tickets Opener and started approaching more sets and jokingly trying to sell them front-row tickets to a big fight that was obviously brewing.
Then all hell broke loose! The bouncers jumped in and one of them who was new, got freaked out and started spraying people with pepper-spray left and right! At least a half-dozen people got hit, including 2-3 bouncers who came running up to the bar I was standing beside and screaming “WATER! WATER!” Naturally, I didn’t wait for the bartender to help and handed over my bottle so they could pour it into their eyes.
After things settled down and the instigators got dragged away, I came up with the Bodyguard Opener and put it to use! I field-tested it solo and then duo on at least a half-dozen sets right then and there. Worked great especially since me and my wingman were both dressed pure black. Here’s the opener: “With all the stuff going on here tonight, I think you guys could use some bodyguards! We’re freelancers and for a flat-rate fee of $10 a head, we’ll follow you around looking really mean and serious, and fight off any guys with pepper spray.” I’ll use this in the future, but replace the ending with ‘any guys who try to hit on you.’
Our success rate was 100% with this opener as far as initial reactions go. Actually, we had no negative/neutral reactions on the patio at all. The people in this club were incredibly friendly. People on the dance floor seemed a lot friendlier and more receptive than usual as well. This may have something to do with the fact that they’re from a different culture, and there aren’t as many AMOGs pissing girls off and grabbing their asses. About 20 minutes after the fight, the security closed down the club and we hit the streets.
I spotted a 3-set walking in the opposite direction down the street, ran up to them, and started walking backwards with my face turned towards them. The set turned out to be made up of HB8+:
Me: Man, you guys have such a cute group dynamic going here! You’re just like the Powerpuff Girls!
Them: *start cracking up hysterically*
<first time using this opener.. woah, talk about good reaction>
Me: I’m serious! Which one of you is Bubbles?
HB8Spanish: *starts doing kungfu moves and claiming she’s Bubbles*
Me: Awesome! You’re tough, I’m gonna have you watch my back since I’m walking backwards and am bound to run into something!
HB8Spanish: *agrees enthusiastically*
Me: Wait, but how do I know that I can trust you? I just met you!
HB8Spanish: *starts qualifying herself and saying she’s a good, trustworthy person*
Me: Is she talling the truth? Can you guys vouch for her?
Man, I HAD this 3-set by the (proverbial) balls! And then my cell rang! Arghh! One of the wingmen I lost just exited the club and was waiting for me back at the entrance. So I had to jet. Come to think of it, I shoulda went for #close anyway - HB8Spanish seemed real interested!
So the four of us reunited outside the club and one of my wingmen went home. The remaining trio hit the streets, approaching every girl we saw. Some fairly ordinary approaches here, so I’ll more right on to what I think is the coolest pickup of the night. We walked by a set of 3 guys and 2 girls who were chilling by a building, when my wingman stopped me and said we should have approached. He’s right, we should have! I turned around, walked back to them and opened with Floss or Brush.
- An intro to make myself look cool
- dancefloor approaches
disqualifying AFCs
stealing girls away from guys
humor and takeaways
- patio approaches:
opening sets of 2-6
opening mixed sets of 4-8
- using dynamic openers
two new openers included
- street approaches sets 2-3
- street approaches mixed sets
opening mixed sets on street
stealing girls out of mixed sets
Goddamn, what a night! For the first time ever, i can honestly say that i have deep, unshakable faith in the fact that I’m on the way to attaining mastery of the game. Some may say that i'm just getting started, but i say the train is flying down the tracks and nothing in this world can stop it! It’s only a matter of time now, dammit!
But enough of that, let's get to the juicy stuff! For so long, i've been reading and hearing about the well-known PUA masters pulling off stuff like this, and have managed to do it myself here and there, but never so many times in a single night!
And to think i actually considered staying home because i hadn't slept the night before. To hell with excuses! If you’re awake and not doing something to get you closer to attaining your goals, whatever they may be, you’re wasting your damn time!
The night started when i got together with three of my wingmen. We hit up an Asian nightclub in the heart of Toronto's entertainment district. Me and one of the wingmen ended up being the only white guys in the entire club, and since we both have Asian fever, I think I speak for both of us when I say we felt like a couple of kids in a ToysRUs!
Upon entering, we hit the dancefloor! It was pretty small so during our stay on this level of the club, we pretty much mixed and matched the entire time. I’d open a few sets with one wingman, then go solo for awhile, then hook up with another one or chill with some insta-friends I made in the club or the lineup.
Something I wanted to practice was taking girls away from guys. I accomplished this in many ways. They ranged from simply telling the hovering AFCs that she’s my girlfriend to grabbing the girl’s arm, spinning her and pulling her away from them. “You owe me for saving you from that guy! Bigtime! How are you gonna make it up to me?” This was fun as hell. But man, I pissed a lot of guys off!
The dancefloor contained the usual mix of hot and cold reactions, lots of dancing, grinding, screaming off the top of our lungs, stealing girls away all that other fun stuff. About an hour after entering, I observed that most of the girls over HB7.5 were in places other than the dancefloor, so me and a wingman excused ourselves from a 3-set we were grinding and moved on.
As I walked up to the bar, I immediately noticed a really tall, well-dressed SHB. It’s not often that you see a 6-foot Asian girl, so she really stood out. We’ll call her HBModel. I was walking solo at this point and noticed another wingman of mine hovering around her. I gave him a minute to approach, but when he didn’t, I went for it. I decided to pretend that I assumed they know each other since they’re standing so close to each other. So I put one hand on his shoulder, the other on hers:
Me: Hey Ryan, are you gonna introduce me to your friend?
Her: Oh.. we don’t know eachother J
Me: Ahh! Well, I’m Max, this is Ryan.
<we shake hands and exchange greetings, then Ryan turns away for some reason, so I decided to snatch her up. Didn’t feel like saying anything fancy because it was too loud, so I got right to the point and took her hand>
Me: We’re gonna go dance
Her: I have a boyfriend! He’s right over there *points at group of AMOGs*
Me: No way? My boyfriend’s there too! He says I should have fun and meet new people tonight!
Her: Blah blah blah
<I realized this wasn’t a ****-test and she really did have a boyfriend>
Me: OMG, you’re so shy! Later, chicken! Hahah!
Remember this girl, as we’ll come back to her later. Anyway, somewhat social-proofed by my association with the SHB, I approached a 3-set about 5 meters away. Got the girl to lean in and told her she looks too serious and should try smiling more. She started giggling. We talked briefly, and I did a takeaway. As I walked off, I ran into another wingman and completely forgot about the 3-set when he said that this place has a rooftop patio! Off we went!
Finally, air! It was so hot and humid downstairs! I felt so alive and went right at it! We immediately walked up to a 6-set of HB8+ and opened with Mystery’s Brush or Floss Opener for the first time:
Me: What’s happenin guys?
Them: *greetings, neutral faces*
Me: We need your opinion on something, this’ll only take a minute. Me and my friend here were having an argument and we need a female perspective.
Them: *very focused, some smiling*
Me: Its actually pretty serious stuff. A matter of life and death! You see, your answers could potentially change our entire lives!
Them: *some start giggling*
Me: Are you ready for this? Here goes… Do you brush before flossing… or floss before brushing?
Them: *start cracking up, some start answering when the alpha female interrupts and answers me*
<At this point, my wingman should have engaged the rest of the group, but he didn’t and they noticed that she’s going after me and I’m engaged in convo with her, and turned somewhat away>
We fluffed for a bit, then I did a takeaway. I was planning to return to her later, but something happened that I didn’t expect. But before that, I ran into another really tall well-dressed girl that reminded me of HBModel downstairs.
Me: Hey, lemme ask you something. What do guys usually say when they hit on you here?
Her: It’s actually only my second time here so I don’t really know
<we fluffed for a bit and then HBModel walks up to us! It turned out they were friends. No wonder, they looked similar enough to even be sisters!>
But this is where the unexpected event I mentioned earlier occurred. A scuffle broke out. I did a takeaway with the 2-set of SHBs, immediately came up with the Tickets Opener and started approaching more sets and jokingly trying to sell them front-row tickets to a big fight that was obviously brewing.
Then all hell broke loose! The bouncers jumped in and one of them who was new, got freaked out and started spraying people with pepper-spray left and right! At least a half-dozen people got hit, including 2-3 bouncers who came running up to the bar I was standing beside and screaming “WATER! WATER!” Naturally, I didn’t wait for the bartender to help and handed over my bottle so they could pour it into their eyes.
After things settled down and the instigators got dragged away, I came up with the Bodyguard Opener and put it to use! I field-tested it solo and then duo on at least a half-dozen sets right then and there. Worked great especially since me and my wingman were both dressed pure black. Here’s the opener: “With all the stuff going on here tonight, I think you guys could use some bodyguards! We’re freelancers and for a flat-rate fee of $10 a head, we’ll follow you around looking really mean and serious, and fight off any guys with pepper spray.” I’ll use this in the future, but replace the ending with ‘any guys who try to hit on you.’
Our success rate was 100% with this opener as far as initial reactions go. Actually, we had no negative/neutral reactions on the patio at all. The people in this club were incredibly friendly. People on the dance floor seemed a lot friendlier and more receptive than usual as well. This may have something to do with the fact that they’re from a different culture, and there aren’t as many AMOGs pissing girls off and grabbing their asses. About 20 minutes after the fight, the security closed down the club and we hit the streets.
I spotted a 3-set walking in the opposite direction down the street, ran up to them, and started walking backwards with my face turned towards them. The set turned out to be made up of HB8+:
Me: Man, you guys have such a cute group dynamic going here! You’re just like the Powerpuff Girls!
Them: *start cracking up hysterically*
<first time using this opener.. woah, talk about good reaction>
Me: I’m serious! Which one of you is Bubbles?
HB8Spanish: *starts doing kungfu moves and claiming she’s Bubbles*
Me: Awesome! You’re tough, I’m gonna have you watch my back since I’m walking backwards and am bound to run into something!
HB8Spanish: *agrees enthusiastically*
Me: Wait, but how do I know that I can trust you? I just met you!
HB8Spanish: *starts qualifying herself and saying she’s a good, trustworthy person*
Me: Is she talling the truth? Can you guys vouch for her?
Man, I HAD this 3-set by the (proverbial) balls! And then my cell rang! Arghh! One of the wingmen I lost just exited the club and was waiting for me back at the entrance. So I had to jet. Come to think of it, I shoulda went for #close anyway - HB8Spanish seemed real interested!
So the four of us reunited outside the club and one of my wingmen went home. The remaining trio hit the streets, approaching every girl we saw. Some fairly ordinary approaches here, so I’ll more right on to what I think is the coolest pickup of the night. We walked by a set of 3 guys and 2 girls who were chilling by a building, when my wingman stopped me and said we should have approached. He’s right, we should have! I turned around, walked back to them and opened with Floss or Brush.