Ok. First field report from me guys, and one story of success.
Thursday night, so actually it is as fresh as it could be, just got home from the sarge.
I went to the club where I work normally as public relations or bartender (depends on the night). I wasn't really going to stay at the place, just have a quick chat with my boss and an even quicker drink to get going to my regular place (publicity, it's a small vintage bar in Almeria in Spain called Demode, if anyone ever get to this small city in the south of spain I highly recommend it). But things of course got out of hand and I stayed until the place closed. The best thing I could do as it turned out.
I was walking around the place talking with friends of mine, the chiefs, the bartenders, even gave out a few free drinks to (male) friends of mine who were at the place. All in all massive social proof's as it turned out. Several friends told me girls in the whole place were watching me.
See, the lifestyle you have, being known by a lot of people in one place whether it is by working there or being a regular customer has it's amazing perks.
Anyway, as soon as they told me that I noticed a lot of IOI's all over the place, girls smiling, a bullload of eye contact with HB's and even some coming to me to talk. At one point I got a fluorescent pencil (it was a funny party

) in my hands and there apocalypse began to take it's way. Nobody was safe from me and my magic glowing stick, neither guy nor gal.
And there she was. Tiny, amazingly tiny. A fantastic petite HB9. A spanish girl with wonderful eyes and a body to kill for. See, I'm only 5'7 and petite girls are my cryptonite (good spanish girls are generally not tall at all). Even in heels I had half a head advantage over her in height. There is a story here to be told about her.
Social proof. Natural Game. DHV. And a bullload of confidence.
I first noticed her observing me a few feet away while I painted a cat's face on a hot girls back (don't ask me why, you just do things at a certaing point). I catch her look, wide stupid smile from me and while she still smiles back and laughs I turn back and keep on making stupid things with the cat-back and her friends. Few minutes later I get to the Petite one. By painting the her friend face in the silliest way possible.
TA(TruthApple) to Petite(P): you look like you want to be painted too! (stupid ass opener, whatever, the grin on the face was a lot more important)
P: Oh yeah please! But not my face!
Seconds after I painted her back we started some insignificant chat (P:"you like the place?" blabla). We had a couple of laughs, P was initiating kino by herself from the very beginning. Guys: whenever a girls initiates kino on her own after a simple touch on her arm by myself I get so confident and at ease...).
Break Rapport. Lot's of kino from her, IOI's all over the place. I invite her for a shot (ahh, having all the drinks you want for free at a place is such a great gift for being good with people, never take it for grated though) and after she thanks me for it I just say "see ya later" (P: I'll miss ya!).
An hour later, I noticed her and started talking with her again. Again: kino on her side. And then the best thing happened. One of my friend's came close to me and started talking with me, and then noticed her and guess what?
They knew each other for a thousand years and were great friends.
The three of us went out to a calmer place in the club for a smoke and chatted. They talked about dancing and art and emotions to be unfolded and I was just at the top of it, I mean: play the guitar (or do anything remotely artistic) for a while and get lost in the sound (or whatever you do) and experience the feeling of just not thinking and just purely FEELING something extremely calm inside you and you can incorporate it in such an amazingly passionate way why talking, people around just have they eyes sparkling while listening. She loved it. The guy was an amazing wing, when she left us for a sec he showed how deeply he cared for her. The moment she get's back he goes to get a beer for her and a drink for me.
The second he's gone she starts kino and I just go for the kiss.
I had problems with that sometimes, I was never sure IF it is okay to kiss a girl. Now after seeing those kinos I tease a girl a sec with my eyes and head movements (tilt your head to one side, watch her a sec, get a little bit closer, turn your head to the side a sec, slightly, turn back, smile while watching in her eyes and just kiss her. Five second of playing being alone and you close. How easy can it get?).
I am a stupid bastard and sometimes when a girls isn't a good kisser, as in I don't really enjoy the way she kisses I don't give a fuck about trying anything else. Good: amazing kisser this one.
We make out for a few minutes (don't you love the feeling in your arms while you hold a pretty petite girl?) and later she gives me ways to contact her and tells me to call her as soon as possible.
So. Again: the kid with me was amazing, we could wing each other. As soon as we are alone again he tells me again to value her and set's up a date with me tomorrow with him in our regular place.
"call her, tell her we will meet at one a.m. you get there with her a few hours earlier and have fun".
Perfect. Tomorrow I'll be out on a date having fun then.
Once again. Massive social proof, DHV (she loved the fact that I played guitar and asked me a lot about it and music in general), IOI's all over the place.
Lifestyle game is the best you can do. Being seen talking and having fun around lots of HB's are making the girls want you a lot. I go out once or twice a week but I normally find myself in such situations, having large groups of people around me having fun with me (sometimes friends, sometimes I open a few sets easily and have immediately groups of people talking with me and a little bit later in the night, people opening to me) is such an amazing advantage you simply can believe how powerful it can be.
Be social and fun, get the balls to be confident whoever and whatever you are and you will be THE guys in the club everyone wants to know.
Yours truly, TruthApple.