Yesterday my wing and i went back to the same burrito bar i number closed at. Feeling more confident--we ordered food, scanned out the place for sets and watched the playoffs (go celtics >_< ). our waitress was obviously a hired gun, 'n since my wing didn't get his fair share of tail- i told him to neg her.
waitress--- Is everything okay?
wing-- mmmmmm no its a little horrible
.The waitress smiles anyways and lets her hair down.
wing-- why'd you do that?? now i can't see your face, i like it better down
me-- heh heh he's a bit bold
.While trying things out with the waitress; right across from us was a two set. (formally a 3 but the third left,killing some tension.) the first was a tanned blonde hb8 with freckles n a pretty bangin' aura that reeked of sex lol (my wings target). The second was a more subtle homegrown slender blonde hb8 with big ol blue eyes.. i called dibs
About twenty mins passed and i'm sure they've noticed us checkin them out, heck, they even flashed an ioi here n there.... SO why the fuck!! is it that i couldnt openn???? i broke the 3 second rule and totally went blank...kept my eyes on the b-ball game and told my wing "somethings' wrong, i can't open bro, i dont know why??"
I threw some opener ideas his way, with asking questions blah blah blah; he completely threw it all out and went over asking what they were drinking... my jaw dropped >_