Friday night, my best friend moved to a new city, and I went down to see him in his new job. I had never been out in this place, but its a good city for drinking and carousing... so its a nice time. We start pregaming at his place, get some dinner with his gf and her friend, and then go to a house party. Proceed to get blackout drunk by 8 pm. Meet a solid HB-8 (hot med student)... and lay some groundwork and flirt hard... but then its time to go downtown, so we did. Went to a bar of my buddy's choice (had a floor with dance music and I'm a huge EDM fan, so my sort of place.) But on the way to the bathroom, I open a girl who is waiting on line with the opener of "Do you have an older brother?" (proving once again it doesnt matter what you say to start the conversation). After a few minutes of talking, it was time for us to go our separate ways... and I found my buddy with his gf and some of her friends. He introduced me to them... and i clawed one and started dancing with her. (HB 6.5 maybe?) We start hooking up, and then we go back to her friend's place where she is staying (shes only there for the weekend as well). I don't remember much in terms of conversation, as I do not adhere to the rule of staying within your limits when I drink...I just get blackout drunk. Two things that do stick out though are... at one point... she asked me almost pleadingly... aren't you going to ask for my number????? and another one was... do you even remember my name? While I didn't ask for her number until that point, and I didnt remember her name, it didnt matter. Why? I was ready to abandon going home with her at any time and go get a cab to my buddy's place. I had half a mind to do that already. Ended up having sex on a porch overlooking the city... so pretty awesome.

Night 2- The meat and potatoes of the deal. Feel like I got more from this night than the previous even though no sex or k closes.

Same deal... got far too drunk, had far too much red bull...but this time we went to a house party of a bunch of med students who had just taken an exam the day prior. So I see that HB 8 from the night before... and we're talking a little bit again when I see a very attractive girl standing closer to the kitchen. I eject the convo with hb-8 and go over to her. Even though there is clearly enough room between her and the dining room table for me to get through into the kitchen...I casually bump into her and say hi. We start talking... and I find myself really into this girl to the point that I'm thinking relationship material. (Not that it changed the way I ran my game... but the first girl I've spoken to in a while that I was really, really into.) We'll call her another hb-8... 8.5 maybe. Incredibly fit, tall, blonde, med student... and its obvious than she can handle herself socially as well. We go back and forth teasing each other... She offers me some sort of health tip, I tell her that I'm going to sue her ass for malpractice because she has no idea what she's talking about... she makes fun of the shinyness of my bald head... I let her rub it... casual push pull.

Anyway... the conversation goes to dancing... and how I could pop lock and drop it better than she could, and that I have a nicer ass than her... when she challenges me to a dance off when we go to a local dance bar after a party. Boom. I'm set. That's it. I start to walk away after that, because there is nothing I could say or do at that point that could build attraction further. I have gotten her to agree to come to an environment where I really thrive, and I'm with my buddy and we feed off of each other in this sort of environment.

So I stop talking to her. I walk away, and talk to the hb 8 from the night before. I know that she lives one block from where I'm staying, and I get her number and we talk about hanging out after the bar. So at this point, I go to the computer to control the music... as I've more or less been in charge of this... and 8.5 comes over to me and squats down next to me. I go right in for the kiss. She pulls away just far enough that we don't kiss... and she says with a smile, "I'm not going to hook up with you you know..." but doesn't pull away any farther. I stand up with a huge smile on my face and hold eye contact until she looks down with a sheepish grin and I walk away.

A little while after, my buddy and I end up not going to the club with everyone else, and both of the HBs go. I didnt run into 8.5 again so I never got her number or anything. Kinda feels like the one that got away. However... It isn't "oneitis" as I can't even remember her name a week after. Gotta love alcohol.

I text HB-8 to hang out afterwards... but I wasnt at the point with her where I could have pulled off a straight booty call... so it didn't work.

TL-DR- approach. Use the claw. I was at two house parties and a bar where I knew only one person and did just fine for myself. I had nothing to lose whatsoever.

Note- more than happy to clear anything up or elaborate or anything like that. I think that a big take away point was with 8.5 when I got her to agree to the dance competition. Maybe I should have gone for it there. Or maybe pressed again when she half pulled away... but I'm pretty ok with the way I went about it, but would like a mod's opinion should one of you get to it at some point