Alright so my friends and I went to a local Hooters last night, which is about an hour away from where we live. We got there late, close to 11 am.
As we got our table and waited to get our orders I focused mostly on my body language for this part. I walked proudly in front of my friends with a confident smile on. Our waitress was cute, of course. But I couldn't really get a good conversation going while she was taking our orders.
After we got our meals 4 of the girls were at an empty table chatting. With my friends (all of them 18 ) stuffing their faces with wings and such I sprung to action. I walked up to the open part of the table. I opened with something I thought of on the spot as we were waiting for our meals, I actually think it's really good.
I told the group that I was thinking of getting a tattoo, but I wasn't sure were a good place on a guys body would be. I told them I was with my friends but they were young and none had tattoos so that's why I wanted to ask them. I asked them for their suggestions going around seeing who I would make the best connection with. They each talked about what kind they had or wanted. I even got my future target to show me a pretty well hidden tatto
. I thought I was either lucky or good that after one girl would finish taling I would have the conversation comeback to me before the next girl would talk. At one point, my immature friends even Chimmed in from across the restaurant, "Hey B! Did you get her number yet?" Since I had ordered a beer, I told the group, to my own surprise, that I went out with my friends but they were young and obviously couldn't connect girls with anything other than objects.
It was going well and the conversation was smooth and we gradually talked about other things. A couple girls came and went to go serve. Long story short, one HB about a 9 at least, who was sitting next to me never left and I could tell from the corner of my eye, barely took her eyes off me. I told them after about 10-15 minutes that my meal was going to get cold so I left to go back to the table to finally eat
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After our meals we played pool. Multiple times I would look back to the girls' table and catch her watching me. But I could not, for the life of me think of: a. some way to get her away from her friends without being creepy, or b. A way to number or kiss close in front of her fellow employees.
I thought I nailed down things pretty well for my first sarging attempt. Having a very pretty girl gazing at me constantly definately helped my confidence for future sarging, but I definately felt I could've closed someway, but I could not think of anything. I appreciate any pointers you guys have, and thanks for reading.
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