>The following is essentially a blueprint for what I do with most customer service girls. I'll practice it on every one of them; but if I'm not attracted to them I won't proceed to a #-close. Practice makes perfect.

So I went to a large sporting goods store yesterday morning to pick up some compression shorts (for running). The store was almost completely empty.

...When I got to the cash there was one guy currently at the cash. I looked and saw a quite cute girl behind the counter. My age, great body, good face, and a blonde (prefer brunettes but she was still cute).

I saw her make long eye contact with me as I walked up to the cash (while she was helping a customer) so figured there was some mutual interest so started to formulate the started.

I don't remember the conversation verbatim but this is 99% how it went. It's probably easier to include it with brief explanations so here we go:

Her: Hi! How are you? (smiled and was much more friendly than she was with the other customer; remember enthusiasm is always relative.

Me: Hey, good, do you know where XYZ store is? (This was a store in the mall, just down the hall from the one I was in now. I kept eye contact the whole time until she looked away)

Her: Um, yeah! If you go out and take a left it's right beside XYZ.

Me: I bet since you work in the mall you're a bit of a mall rat and know where everything is, right? (I said this quite flirtatiously and was clearly playing with her)

Her: ...Well, maybe it's just because I get people coming in all the time asking me where stores are! (said this back very flirtatiously)

I then handed her my debit card (one of the old swipe ones, haven't updated to chip yet so it's worn) and she couldn't get it to register.

...I took it from her, purposely brushing her hand slightly, and did it on the customer portal and it worked

Me: So I guess I'm better at your job now than you are?

Her: Whatever! You know we're hiring people right now? We could use pro-swippers like you.

Me: Well, I'm sure you'd love to flirt with me all day but I actually work at XYZ. (I'm doing an internship at a bank... doing meaningless work but it always sounds impressive)

Her: Oh, well look at you! (said this in a very patronizing (la-te-da) type way)

Me: So since you're a mall rat I'm sure you've seen every movie at the theaters. Have you seen the Dark Knight?

Her: Yes! It was so good, have you? (I was looking for hints that she was interested, but this was too ambiguous for me to tell)

Me: No! Everyone's already seen it so I'm just going to be that guy who goes to a movie by his lonesome. (This is stepping back from an alpha role, but I already established one early on so I think this is a fine compliment).

Her: Well, it was awesome! I'm sure lots of people would see it twice. (This was still quite ambiguous so wasn't sure if she meant herself, or was just being nice)

At this time, because she failed to get my card to register so many times, 5-6 receipts came out saying that it failed and was really loud all of a sudden

Me: Geez, enough paper?

Her: Yeah, every time I failed to swipe your card it prints a long receipt saying it failed.

Me: Well, since you now have all this blank paper you should use it as an opportunity to write your number on it for me.

Her: Oh! Should I? (She was grinning ear-to-ear but said should I in a very sarcastic way)

Me: Well, in case you ever need my help swiping a debit card. This isn't for personal use, I'm simply trying to help you keep your job! (also said this smiling)

Her: I guess I need to then! (Writes down her phone number, I actually forgot my phone - didn't realize at the time - so this worked well)

There's something about getting a number physically written down that makes it a bit more secretive. Maybe it's memories of middle/high school. But we both seemed to really enjoy it

The transaction was done (since she wrote her number on my receipt) and I left.

Note: I left through the door to the outside, not to the mall. Remember my whole opener was asking where something in the mall was. She didn't seem to pick up on it but word to the wise: remember your story.

Later that day I texted her (since she didn't have my number):

Me: So Dark Knight tonight at 9pm. Can't say no.

Her: Alright! I assume this is the guy from the store? (notice how she felt the need to agree before even knowing it was me)

Me: If you're referring to the tall, dark, and handsome guy who flirted with you because he thought you were cute then that's me.

Her: LOL well you're confident!

Me: Well, you're going out to a movie with a stranger you just met tonight so it must be working. :-)

Her: LOL are we just going to meet there?

Me: Sure, around 8:45?

Her: I'll be around XYZ? Or where??

Me: XYZ sounds good. I have to go into work for a bit so I'll just see you then? Later, cutie (didn't have to really work but didn't want to spoil the convo until that night)

...

So we went to see the movie (which was great). Afterwards we walked out, stood by an arcade (since the mall was closed), and talked about the movie.

...She initiated the contact of placing her hand on my chest, just under my heart, and I grabbed her side slightly to pull her in closer. We continued to talk, much closer, and then she leaned in for a kiss.

Wasn't expecting her to initiate so threw me off quite a bit. After about five minutes I told her I had to go and asked if she needed a drive home. She said she drove here. So I walked her to her card, kissed her once more, and then we left.

I think a F-close was in the bag. I'm getting texts from her multiple times a day (often multiple before I reply) so she's definitely down to clown.

BUT I'm into a girl (not dating, but imagine we will come September since we both go to the same college) right now who's much more attractive, my type, etc. so I don't know if I just want to get it in.

Anyway I do this with every service person. Regardless of if they're attractive or not. If I don't find them attractive I simply won't go for the #-close.

...This transaction in particular was good because of my debit card failing which led to a kind of inside story for us to share.

Just open asking where a store is, gauge their interest, make some clean jokes, move to more sexualized ones, and then go for the #-close.

Final Note: There was no customers behind me. Customer service people, if there are other customers, tend to be a bit more reluctant to flirt as it's seen as unprofessional.