You asked her if she wanted to grab coffee. Then you asked if the time worked. Then you asked if the place was okay. Then you asked if she'd prefer tea.
Four questions. Four chances for her to say no. Four signals that you're terrified of making a decision.
Plan it. Pick the place. Pick the time. Tell her where to meet you. She'll either show up or she won't.
Either way, you look like a man instead of a scared little boy.
You've said it a hundred times. Maybe a thousand. And every time you say it, you train your brain to freeze the next time she walks into the room.
Leagues are a myth invented by guys who are scared of women.
She's a person. She has bad breath in the morning. She picks songs she can't sing in the shower. She overthinks her own texts.
Walk over. Say something. The league dissolves the second you open your mouth.
Dinner ran three hours. She laughed at everything. You walked her to her car thinking this one's locked in.
Then: nothing. Two texts. No reply. What happened?
You did what most men do on a great date. You filled every silence, answered every question, and left her with nothing to wonder about. No mystery. Nothing to sit with when she got home.
Rule 3 of the "22 Rules" changes the ending: tell her a little, hold back the rest, and let her imagination do the chasing. The ghosting stops too.
I'll arrange to meet a mate at a bar for a drink. I always like to arrive a bit earlier and, often get talking to a lady at the bar. Best of both worlds.Only talk to the hired guns in banter. Nothing too deep. As for others, I always find it weird when some guy by himself tries to join my group at a venue. We often blow him off and I find that to be the typical case. At least in the U.S.
IMO, unless you're a regular somewhere, you should always be going out with at least one other person. This ensures that you can focus on having fun instead of pulling and that you're not viewed as some sort of social outcast who didn't have a single friend to go out with.