| So field report #2. Apologies in advance for length.
I went out with friends a couple days ago to a house party and I decided to peacock to the max. I bejeweled, or rather bebraceleted, my wrists, put on a necklace that I made with a railroad spike in the center and put in a combo hair gel/dye in neon orange.
Mostly this was just to see the effectiveness of peacocking to a degree that IMO was almost excessive. Conclusion: Go for it. It was amazing how simple non-traditional jewelry (costume even) makes you stand out from the AFCs wearing their latest A&F or Hollister bland, screen-printed shit. So that's a thumbs-up right there.
Anywho I was hanging out with a couple of my friends who I hadn't seen in a while and they were all calling their friends over because I'm fairly adept at telling jokes. Anywho, to everyone in the room it appears that I'm hub #2 at this party for social proof. Hub #1 was some of my friends playing a drinking game by some couches, so there's two groups of people.
Anyway, so I end up in the center of this crush of people telling some fairly blue jokes. As I'm doing this I'm scoping the room for HBs and there's a couple 7s or 8s but noone really attractive. As I'm talking some of the guys call their girlfriends over (this gives me the eye for who I would need to use a BF destroyer on) to hear these jokes. One of these girls calls in an HB9/8 who apparently is one of her friends and I settle on her as the ultimate target.
So through all these people I've got plenty of social proof and value, so I tell the three friends (fairly loudly) that I came in with that we should go freshen our drinks. Simultaneously she grabs two of her friends and tells them she's going to go mix drinks for them.
We head over to the kitchen and as my friends and I grab some brews I drop my rainbow opener to her friends to get more 'in' with them. We talk a little bit and then I say that my friends and I were just about to head out. They think my opener was cute, so they tell me to do it for her before we leave.
As I start in on the opener I stop for a second and go, "Hold on, are you making Mojitos for your friends?"
"Yeah, why?"
"What are you, the Martha Stewart of mixology? 'Dyou learn those recipes in the clink?"
As her friends titter, she felt the urge to justify herself to me, so she demands that I try it. "You'll like it, I swear." This whole time I've been watching what she puts in it so with as much faux-resistance as I could muster, I allow her to force her drink on me and as I taste it I offer her a lighter neg, saying, "It's okay, for a girly drink."
She responds with a little blush, and immediately she introduces herself to me. I introduce myself and explain that my friends and I were just heading out. At this point she's giving me plenty of IOIs so I'm thinking I'm in. Well we talk for a bit and then I decide to play up the time constraint (which was legitimate btw) and ask for her # before I go.
Well, she gets this real conflicted look on her face and she goes, "Well...I'm not dating right now." As I'm about to drop a light neg on her, my friend (a little tipsy) leans in and says, "We're not letting Shaz in the car until he has your number."
At this point my friend has made me looks desperate so I eject immediately, review my fundamentals, decide I'm happy with how I played my end and end it at that. I assume I moved a little quick with # close, and decide that my instincts are a little off on the buying temp. I resolve to refine a little more and just learn from experience.
Come to find out a week later, when I'm playing some ultimate with some people from the party that this girl recently had her boyfriend die in a car crash (Like 2 or 3 months previous), she's 2 months pregnant with his child (not visible AT ALL) and I'm the first person to crack her little iso-shell. Though a tragic discovery, it definitely put a little more wind into my inner-game sail.
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