This is a follow up. I got this girl's number during a museum social event, took her on our first date to a live radio lab performance performance.

During the radiolab event she mentions that she is Persian, and that she missed Persian new year with her family. She was going to spend the following weekend with them. So three days after our first date I text her.

Me: "Enjoy the day with your family"

Her: "<electronPUA>, thank you! I actually saw them last night. Unfortunately, I have to work today bc I have been so busy at the office. At least, it is raining so I don't feel like I am missing out!"

Her: "How has your weekend been? How was <volunteer organization training>?"

Me: Blah blah about volunteering as a photographer.

Her: "That is wonderful! We got a standing ovation by the women at <women's shelter> on our way out the door for all the work we have done this year. Gave me chills!"

Me: "Have you read Half the Sky? Or Three Cups of Tea?"

Major controversy in the last week over Three Cups of Tea FYI...

Her: "Three Cups of Tea but not Half the Sky. I really want to read that bc human trafficking is a huge issue I champion."

Me: Blah blah lay down note that I bought Half the Sky for my father

Her: "That is great!"

Ok, so I'm busy and things with the Greek Girl (see my earlier FRs) had me rather pre-occupied (but were leading nowhere).

An entire two weeks passes without contacting HB7.5.

She texts me out of the blue: "Hey <electronPUA>, how are you? How have things been going? Good weekend? <HB7.5>"

She's reminding me who she is because she thinks I've forgotten about her, or am not interested. And she's far more hooked from our first date than I realized. She later told me that she had butterflies during our radiolab date, and that's not normal for her. Also said she told all her friends about this most amazing date she had even been on. I knew she had fun, but she didn't come across as hooked during the date. Clearly I misread that.

So her blue-sky text clarifies that she wants to do something. And I feel like I should work on that. I send a rather large text message in response

Me: Blah blah how my weekend has been blah blah busy blah fun blah blah social...

Mistakes: She didn't really care to hear the details of my weekend. I didn't ask her a question in return or give her a reason to respond. Therefore she didn't respond to my text response. Likely she took this response as a friendly non-rejection of her contact, but not a showing of interest on my part.

Three days later I discover a NYT article about the live radiolab event we attended (though this was their NY showing, but it was a good article about radiolab). I decide this is a good opportunity to flirt.

I text: "NYT has an article on Radiolab, with a photo from their live recording. I would email you a link but that would give away my Googling you. And I am not sure we know each other well enough to admit that yet."

Her: ":) send it to me. I am glad you Googled me. smart. ;)"

I email her the article. She responds via email.

Email from HB7.5:

I was sitting in deposition. :) thanks for the article. What did you learn in your google search? Anything I need to know? :D

I see this as a bit risky for me, decide to go playful / role play with my response.

My email back:

I discovered that you have a chihuahua named Bruiser, attended Harvard Law, and tricked a pool boy into invalidating his testimony by unveiling his sexuality.

You should know that we all think Warner is a jerk, you can do better."

I included the link to Wikipedia in the email just to be sure she got the reference. She later commented on this, said she thought it was "smart". She noticed.

Her response:

Totally. Didn’t you hear? I got smart and I dumped Warner for Emmett!

Love it. She's fun. I'm going to ask her out again.

The next day I email her:

Will Emmett let you attend an Ellie Goulding performance with me next Wednesday? Doors @ 8PM, Show begins 9PM. Probably goes late (there are openers).

http://www.myspace.com/elliegoulding/music

Her electronic / pop sound is one I like, not sure where your tastes lie. Check out Wolves, Under the Sheets, Starry Eyed.

Let me know,

electronPUA

The event was six days away, but I needed to buy tickets if we were going to do it. Her response:

Yes, yes yes! :)

Sent from my iPhone

Hot. She was in such a hurry to respond that she did it from her iphone. And the enthusiasm is a major turn-on. It's on.

I'm going to cut out another email or two, I just ask her if I should pick her up at her place. Logistics set-up just in case, and as she is comfortable with me she says yes.

I park outside her apartment complex and text her: "Parked outside." But then I think about it and decide I should put some effort into being more friendly (sitting in the car waiting for her doesn't feel gentleman like). So I get out of the car, find her unit stairwell and lean up against the doorway a la James Dean. A comment on what I'm wearing - I've seriously improved my wardrobe since finding seddit. I'm wearing dark wash jeans, black dress shoes, a black belt, and a purple banana republic cotton tee underneath a fitted purple plaid banana republic dress shirt. I've been channeling lots of pastels lately, as I always have leaned that way and we recently had a seddit girl advocating men in these colors. I think it fits my personality. I later asked HB7.5 about my shirt and she said she "loved it, [she] digs European guys and they often dress in more confident colors."

So I'm waiting in the doorway when HB7.5 shows up. I startle her, which is unfortunate (definitely a no-no). Commenting that the show probably won't start on time, she invites me up for a drink. Sounds like a good offer to accept, we go up into her apartment. Later she will tell me that she "never allows a guy in her apartment on a second date." Probably her feeding me ASD lines?

We have a Corona each and chat on her couch. I work on re-initiating kino with her (we didn't do much during the first date, as pointed out by Tofu it wasn't a great setting for escalation). Some light thigh touches. She would later tell me that she knew immediately that touch was my "love language" because I was so quick to be touch-y (but she emphasized that it wasn't in a creepy way, just highlighted that I was physical).

We polish off the beer and I drive her to the concert venue. She pays the $20 parking, commenting on how I paid for the concert tickets. We get inside and she opens up a tab, again commenting on my paying for the concert tickets. Good moves on her part, I approve.

We have each had 1 beer, it's 9:00PM.

Dance Game

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