So as some of you know, I'm somewhat new to the game, as is Scotch, but I wanted to drop a field report of last night, which i view as the night Scotch and I were reborn.
Scotch and I met up at an irish pub to go over openers and routines and have a couple drinks to take the edge off. I brought a friend with me who wanted to observe the game since he's in a very fucking long term relationship.
After a little pump up we headed to the Grand Faloon on the Plaza. All the bars on the plaza are fairly upscale and the grand fallon is the end destination for everyone in the Plaza.
We met up with a couple girls Scotch knew - I was slightly annoyed at this as I thought they would distract from the game, but it turned out no reason to worry.
Once we sat down we eyed to 7's sitting at a table. We completely fucked up - ignoring the rules of the game and using an absolutly horrible opener. We went down in flames.
Once we returned to our table and realized why you stick to the rules, methods, etc I immediatly began running game on our waitress, Anna, using a variation of Laz's Cocky Funny Waitress routine. I negged her about her hair, telling her she'd look better with it up. When she came back over her hair was in a ponytail and she asked for my approval. I was excited but also thinking, this girl might be just a bit too easy. I was looking for a challenge. After playing around with her a bit and knowing I had already won her, the gods laid a gift right at mine and Scotch's feet. A bachlorette party showed up with about 10 7-9's.
Scotch, who only a week ago was as shy as a groundhog sprung into action. He looked at me and said "3 second rule" and headed over to the table of the bachlorette party. It was beautiful to see him work, to see the change that was rapidly overcoming us both. He walked up to the party, said "Excuse me I think that's my seat - gestering towards the inside of the booth. With a big smile glowing and the confidence of Jack Nicholson, Scotch sat down and starting to open up the group.
As Scotch was running a routine on a couple of the girls, I walked up and opened the bridesmaid. An intense amount of confidence I haven't realized before immediatly won her attention. There was a scavenger hunt sort of game they were playing and she was looking for a bald guy to dance with. Not being able to personally help her with that i said "well, lets go find a bald man. We never found one, but I did build rapport while we were looking. When we returned, Sarah, the bridesmaid, was in my hands. My image while out is that of a revolutionary (which isn't far from who I am anyways.) She asked question after question about what I did, each answer only making her more intriqued.
When I looked over at Scotch meanwhile, he had two of the party, one in each arm, both on him like flies on honey.
I continued to work on Sarah, a redhead that I'd give an 8, maybe a 9. After following Mystery's 3 second rule on kisses I moved in, only to get a cheek. I turned away and let go of her to punish her . When I went back I kiss closed.
From here alcohol kinda blurrs everything. (Scotch and I have set drink limits for now on) But what I know and remember is this: I kiss closed and number closed the cute redhead bridesmaid, Sarah. I number closed Anna, our waitress. Scotch made out with two bachlorette girls at once, later made out with and couldv'e f-closed the actual bride (i pulled him away by his collar, no need destroying a marriage that hasn't yet begun.)
In the end, Sarah tried to get us back to the hotel thay were all at, but the one girl we had failed to notice, to disarm ended up preventing it. Scotch however did bring back a beautiful middle eastern girl who'd been watching us run game all night. He f-closed in my roomates bed.
I texted Sarah later and Scotch and I are planning on attending the wedding. Wedding crashers here we come!
Now I assume I know what most of you are thinking - bachlorette parties are easy. Yeah I'd be inclined to agree. But the point is, Scotch and I played the game and were rock gods that night. It showed us the possibilities and now we are different guys. Confident and risky. When we walk in now, we know we own the bar.
And I'm taking out the waitress tomorrow.
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CHAT
