TLDR: Failed to bag it with 1) $100k/month earning Australian travel babes, and 2) neuroscience tattood sex freak. Top shelf plates. BUT, on both 'dates', they were oohing and ahhing and getting wet about how serendipitous and happenchance our crossing paths truly is.

Thoughts on using 'Serendipity' as a conversation theme to truly mind fuck the hottest plates?