First FR in a long time, so I'll give a little background. Never was good with girls, so around Christmastime I decided to change that. Found this place, found some good material, had some good success. Then me and my roommate bought a bong. Fuck.

Knew I had to get back to being social instead of smoking, and the two months I worked in Europe this summer were a perfect opportunity. Pushed myself a bunch and by the end strung together five straight nights of just going out and opening. Helped a lot. Hadn't practiced much game since getting back two weeks ago, but last night I'm sitting around watching RSD videos when my friend (let's call him Ryan) texts me about going to this country bar. I get a bit of hesitation and fear (bad habits die hard) but having just seen Tyler blow through being completely out of state and pick up anyways I'm inspired. Let's do this.

He arrives with another guy I've met briefly (Joe) and we head to Joe's place to predrink. I'm pretty out of it having sat in the basement for two hours after the gym so this is a good opportunity to loosen up and get into the right headspace. Plus I fucking hate country, so being sober is out of the question. We get to the place and Ryan helps us blow past the $8 cover by namedropping the manager and a nonexistent student group we supposedly represent. One of Tyler's lessons that really struck me is that the tone of your night can be decided by the first 30 seconds, so as we head to grab drinks I make sure to make a couple wisecracks at the hot bartender and get her laughing. Bar is pretty empty at this point, so we post up at a table, chat with a bouncer and shoot the shit for a while.

Place starts to fill up, I've got a good buzz on and am feeling pretty great. See two girls standing next to the empty dance floor and figure that's as good a first set as any, so I take off from my buddies, walk up and ask them "hey, what's your favorite kind of cereal?" Gets a good reaction and allows me to tease them and throw in some cold reads ("Cheerios? Really? Let me guess, you're the boring one and she had to drag you out here tonight"). Banter with them for a bit to get the blood pumping, then eject as the convo is dying down. Walking back to my friends I realize I could have kinoed more and should have left them a little earlier, before the convo started to drag. Lesson learned.

There are some people on the dancefloor now and Ryan and Joe are getting antsy, so we go check things out. There are two girls dancing with no guys and Ryan tells me to go open the Asian one (HB7, same as her friend). I comment on her impressive ability to dance in heels and hit it off with both of them. My boys come up and the Asian recognizes Ryan. Says they went to the same spot in Mexico on vacation and pulls out fucking Facebook pics to prove it. Small world. He ends up with her while I'm chatting up the friend. Get the boyfriend line dropped on me after a while, I basically talk past it but she heads to the bathroom (We see them later, I chat with the friend for a while longer with great eye contact and rapport but she's not so receptive to kino and plays the boyfriend card again. What can ya do.). Ryan is still doing good so me and Joe decide to go find our own show.

Throughout the night there are various sets I open that are just short interactions or blowouts, so I won't get into all of them. At this point I'm feeling great, we're just cruising around talking to chicks and planting seeds with whoever we can. I'm doing all the opening (probably about 12-15 sets in total this night) and Joe tells me "man you should keep opening for us, you're good at this!" Never had anyone tell me that before and it would have been unthinkable two or three months back. Feels good man.

We head outside for a smoke and as soon as we light up I spot two girls, HB7.5 brunette and her HB8 blonde friend. I open the brunette by telling her I love her shiny ring-Sauron finger-thing on her hand and we fly into a great set. Tons of kino, tons of eye contact and the attraction is building fast. I'm sitting next to the brunette getting loads of kino in and we end up talking about Reddit of all things. She asks me "when does the narwhal bacon" for fuck's sake. Eventually they bounce inside and we're still smoking. We meet them later on the dancefloor but then I get distracted by some bullshit with Ryan and lose the set (I was also pretty drunk by that point). Fuck.

This is long as fuck now, but there was one other set worth mentioning. I'm dancing and this HB6 is checking me out. We lock eyes and I go for it. Get my boys in with the whole group and we're doing good. Her friend comes up to me, grabs me and tells me it's another girl's birthday so I should kiss her. Birthday girl is like a 4, but I say fuck it, make a quick pass that comes to nothing. Still funny and I'm laughing my ass off. Flirt with the group, dance and talk with HB6 a bunch and she's actually a pretty cool chick. #close her and bounce with my boys. I actually run into this group again in the parking lot and they're trying to drag me into their cab to hit another club but I'm burnt, broke and my boys are leaving. Ryan K- and #-closed his Asian girl, so props to him.

Things I did right:

  • in a great mood all night, giving love and demonstrating value passively. Positive vibes go a long way.

  • good openers to inject humor into the convo instantly or just to dive right in without a hitch. High confidence paid off.

  • good body language

  • lots of kino, almost all executed very naturally

Things to improve on:

  • injecting sexuality into the conversation and turning it towards sex. I didn't realize this until I was home, but combined with the amount of kino I was doing I think this could have been pretty clutch. I have a fair idea of how to pull this off but tips and suggestions are welcome.

  • leading and isolating. Again, didn't realize this until the end of the night but it would really have been key. If I could have isolated one of the smoke pit girls, especially the brunette, I would have been golden.

TL;DR McDoubles are made with the bones of ground-up Estonian children. Just fuckin' read it.

Comments and constructive criticism welcome.