Some random HB8 on FB. Hit it off talking about music, eventually went in for the number. Went like this...
Me: I think you and I should conduct our own experiment by getting right smashed
Her: I like this
Me: k it's settled. Coupla drinks, then we'll break into a church. Ever fornicated in one?
Her: One way ticket to hell will be the song whilst this goes down
Me: Perfect. What's your #? And what's your poison
Her: Rum on the rocks. Spiced is a plus. Whiskey is second best
Her: My number is ##########
*Texting now*
Me: Rum & whiskey, a girl after my own heart.
Her: I hope you don't dilute your alcohol
Me: Only with date rape

Me: Sorry bad joke. Meet at *name of bar* in 2 hours?
Her: LOL No. Gotta work tomorrow morning. Wish I didn't but what can ya do
Me: Lol right, jobs are a thing. Ah well too bad.
*back to FB chat*
Me: And here I am with a bottle of whiskey and everything. Oh well!
Me: Perhaps the weekend will be more conducive for a couple drinks for thee
Her: Haha yea maybeeee.
This all happened yesterday. Didn't message her at all today (Thursday). Best strat to going about closing this weekend? Get the feeling she's either crazy or a flake, but might as well try. Thanks in advance