So I thought I'd share an experience I just had with a girl on a cruise ship as I'm a bit of a newbie.

I first saw her when she walked past me on the ship and our eyes met, a short moment that simply took both of our minds out of this world, which is a lovely feeling. Martin - this guy- had been told about 'The Game' by myself and he found it hilarious; he told everyone. I took this to my advantage when he introduced me to these two stunning 'HB8' blondes and nobody realised what I was doing. By talking to these girls, Martin and his wife; I was becoming the 'Alpha-Male' and the centre of attention - Like Strauss suggests from the 'Mystery Theory'. Now I was the 'Alpha-Male', I was drawing the attention of the girl I was interested. She was jealous and craved my attention, so I asked her friend when she went away for a moment, "What's your friend's name?" - "Zoe. ". She didn't ask questions because she knew exactly why I wanted to know. Every so often she looked at me, waiting for me to look into her eyes - I avoided it, thus making her want me more. I then went 'Alpha-Male' again and went and said goodbye to all the beautiful girls that were colleagues of my mothers. I then left, but on my way out, sent a Pina Colada to her.
I spoke to the waiter who gave her the drink and told me it went really well. Apparently she was really happy and giggling. "Who's it from?" and he responded "His name is Holt - last name. Black tie. " - "Oh that guy. " she apparently giggled.
That's brilliant. Haha. I guessed it was now up to me finding a chance of meeting her.
That chance to speak to her and no doubt close the deal did arise, however I don't think I'm quite confident to approach a girl in a group of girls by myself. I'd of thought I'd need a wingman when it comes to that. She kept looking at me and she looked pissed off by the end of the night, which tells me she was upset that I hadn't even approached her. It's true. I was a wimp. A fool. I'd made her crave my attention too much, to a point where I put her off.
The two of us only knew one part of our names, which is obviously not enough to do anything about it - like Facebook. I knew her name was Zoe. I didn't know her surname. She knew my surname was Holt, but not my first name. Perhaps we were two people that were not meant to meet, or I just cocked it up, which I did.
At least now I know that the 'Mystery Theory' works and when I'm back home from this cruise, I can keep on practicing and hopefully become a PUA.

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Goose.