she: * smiles at you / looks at you *
me: do i know you? / who are you?
she: no/why?
me: i thought you knew me because you were staring/smiling at me...
she: no i dont
me: so you are just a stalker...
she: haha you'd wish!
me: well that's OK, i forgive you...
she: nonono...
me: you are kind of cute...
she: ah...
me: And I don't mind having a cute stalker....
she: i know
me: It's only the ugly ones that are really stalkers...
she: yes of course
me: cute ones we just call admirers!
she: haha
me: hey miss admirer... i actually have to go now *false time constraint*... but you remind me of a funny story...
she: what?
me: a friend of mine called me the other day...
me: to tell me that ugly guys... have a shorter life span than goodlooking guys
she: how come?
me: well... she got the idea while she was driving in front of the mall and was staring at this really hot guy...
she: ok...?
me: wel... he turned around and screamed like crazy at her...
me: apparently she was just about to run over some ugly guy!
she: haha
me: i guess you are the same type... >> keep hitting her with C&F stuff