(Decided to combine both parts into 1 large post for those crazy enough to read it all. I know there’s some good bits of information in both parts so feel free to go over the post! Scroll down for part 2)

(Part 1)Night game success FR: Screw her friends

Not literally. Although, maybe? Down the road.

Closes: Dancefloor, Kiss, Number.

I’ve been doing and learning this for 10 years, since I was 19. Haven’t did a field report about the same amount of time but I was inspired by someone else on this sub. So, here we go.

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Saturday night, I decided to go to this Latin dance club that I discovered in my city downtown. This would be my third time going, so I knew the lay of the land so to speak. Dancefloor game has always been my absolute specialty, with 2nd only being social circle game. Get ready to learn a few things.

I show up to the club and I am dressed WELL but not flashy at all. I bought a $60 shirt at gap Friday that really fits the style and vibe I like to put out, which took years to figure out. The pants were khaki colored slacks from Walmart, and my favorite, scuffed up converses. Combined with a unique, cool looking haircut and a few accessories, I’m putting off a very unique but tailored vibe. It’s very me, and very interesting.

I walk into the club and it’s already packed. I only have about 2- 2 and a half hours to do some damage so I get to it. First thing I do is I get a beer, even if it’s water it’s good to have some kind of drink in your hand. Shows you’re chilling and having a good time. But I never get drunk, especially when I’m on my own. You need to stay alert and girls need to feel comfortable around you.

Drink in hand, I start walking around the club, kinda standing on the outskirts of each side of the dance floor. Last night I thought to myself what this technique will be called, and dubbed it “walking the runway”. Basically I would walk to one end of the club, dance a little on the dance floor at the sides, maybe making some friends with whoever was friendly, then make my way to the other side, never crossing through the middle of the dance floor. Literally just leaving and re-entering.

What this let me do was walk around and let everyone (mainly the girls) see that I was there, then I’d leave. I believe this had the effect of them thinking they missed their chance. We would see how this played out later on.

So yeah I’d say the first hour was pretty uninteresting. Felt some girls might be of been interested but no concrete signs yet. Ended up getting another beer then deciding to try my luck on the center of the dancefloor. That’s when it starts getting good.

I get to the center of the dancefloor and end up dancing behind this group of girls. One of them is an attractive Latina, model type, thin, and I get a sense she’s feeling me a bit. I’m not 100% sold on the vibe I get from her, but I decided to game her for the hell of it. I start dancing and she positions herself infront of me.

On thing I learned from tonight is the same way you’re aware of where you’re dancing, women are doubly aware, especially if they look back right at you. If you do something like try and grab at their waist, tugging them towards you a bit then letting go right away, they’ll usually look back to see if they’re into you. If they stay in the same spot, you’re usually good to go. Like I said, I think she did want to dance, but something about her already seemed flaky so I didn’t commit to dancing with her. Once a guy is seen dancing intimately with a girl other girls in the club will usually be shut down so you really need to invest your time wisely.

So even though I didn’t dance with her right away, I continued dancing a few minutes in the middle of the dance floor. This is when my preparation paid off. Suddenly, I was surrounded by girls. I had the model type Latina in front, a hot Latina blonde to my left, and two latina friends dancing on my right. I assume I had a girl behind me as well but I didn’t want to look there was already a lot on my plate. I believed this happened because I “walked the runway” earlier. All of these girls saw me, felt they missed their chance, and then when I entered the dancefloor again they came to me. Will do more research on this.

Anyways, the girls on the right I felt a good vibe from, reminded me of a hotter version of a good friend of mine which intrigued me but I think also stopped me from pursuing as well. Obviously the one in front was attractive but, again, felt a bit off.

The girl on my left though…I can’t explain it but I got the most interested, aggressive vibe from her. She was moving her hips in a way that really made me think she was trying to get my attention (it was working). I felt bad for the Latina in front, but I know a good investment when I see one. When I tugged at her waist for her to start grinding on me, it felt natural, a good sign. I had her dance on my hip first before pulling away so that she could look back at me. When she did, she returned her head down and continued dancing and grinding on me. I was in. In dance floor game this is considered a close, where the true escalation and seduction can begin. But tragedy struck.

We started to grind, it was almost immediately passionate. Longest few seconds of my life before her friends pulled her away from me. I laughed it off, as one must. I know genuine interest when I feel it anyhow. I stayed locked in with the group of friends dancing for a little while longer, and it wasn’t long before me and the girl end up together and we start dancing again. But once again, pulled away by her friends. Strange, I’m thinking, I haven’t seen this before.

I keep locked in but now this is getting annoying. Her friends then do something absolutely dastardly, and give me a sign of what they’re doing. This tall guy with a cap and a chain approaches, and they lead the girl over to him. I realize, they’re picking who she can dance with. Seeing her friends not pulling her away from that guy pissed me off (inside I thought it was fucking hilarious though. That’s 10 years of inner game for ya). I try to keep locked in but I know I can’t I’m so mad, like fuck them. I walk away from the group and leave my girl with her new man.

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Night Game FR PART 2: We screw her friends

It became a team effort.

This is part 2 of my field report from Saturday. I suggest reading part 1 first

So! When we left off I was being absolutely disrespected in the middle of the damn club. This girl and I were obviously into each other and yet her friends were purposely getting in the way. I mean if I had to try and describe the way they looked at me it was not with any actual malice but it was more like fear: they were playing a game and I was messing it up.

But hey, that’s life baby.

Anyways, I should be fuming, but the only thing visible on my face is mild annoyance. I decide it’s time to cut my losses and try for someone else, but the night has unfortunately changed.

I go back to my original spot, behind the original group of girls with the thin, model type Latina. I dance with a little less energy than before, looking around for any other options. The other girl who looked like my friend was now dancing intimately with a guy, so I pushed that option out of my head. The Latina in front was still only with her friends, so I decided to give it one more go.

I continued to dance until suddenly, the Latina(who was positioned infront of me) turned around and she crossed her arms. I don’t think she was looking at me, but I couldn’t pass up this opportunity. I looked at her and crossed my arms as well, mimicking her.

Now typically, this is a great move on the dancefloor; in fact it’s usually my go to. Ol’reliable if you will. If you ever want to dance with someone/make a friend on the dancefloor, go up to them while they’re dancing and begin copying their moves in a positive, non-mocking/hyping up way. They say imitation is the sincerest form of flattery and they probably got it from nightclubs because it works that well. From the moment they smile laugh or otherwise respond positively you’re a friend, and if they keep going you’re already technically dancing together. Then you can just progress from there.

Alas, that is not what happened in this case. Remember that bad vibe I got from her earlier? Yeah, she was about to show it. When I crossed my arms, she didn’t take it positively to say the least. I forget exactly but I remember her putting her hands on my elbows and pushing me? Or maybe she spun me because that’s what I ended up doing lol. But yeah she was not having it, she moved away from me and her bigger, less attractive female friends kind of shielded her from me. This is typically what a rejection looks like on a dancefloor. Not bad right?

As to why it happened, it’s likely because she saw me dancing, and attempting to dance with, another girl. Like I said in the other post, if girls SEE you with another girl, they will usually shut down to you. Something something sloppy seconds something something.

I also could have just been right about her vibe all along. Who’s to say.

Now this could have turned into a train wreck, a downward spiral of negativity that lesser experienced guys would have sucumbed to. Then the DJ, like the absolute chad he was, saved my night. He started playing banger after banger song, hype shit that I knew every word to. Non-latín music, American type hip-hop. I instantly became that mf DUDE, hyping up everyone around me. The energy had shifted, and soon the Latinas friends who were my enemies were quickly becoming my friends as we began to sing and dance. The party was really getting started now.

But alas it was only for a few songs, so while I had gained my energy back, I realized I would be fighting an uphill battle trying to get at the Model Latina through her friends. Possible, sure, but I realized they still viewed me as a kind of enemy despite how cool they thought I was. Not trying to waste my night trying to change their minds.

Every now and again I would look back over to my girl, the hot blonde Latina who had been stolen from me. The guy with the red cap and chain was still hovering around her, and they seemed to dance every now and again but couldn’t tell beyond that. It was bullshit, but I only had maybe 30 mins left in the night to make something happen. I decided to permanently leave the model type Latina. I needed to move locations, change things up, and find a new girl.

And oh boy did I.

The eye contact was quick, maybe only half a second but I still think about it. This girl was tall and pretty af, with just above shoulder length red hair. Dark red, the shade that looks good on Latina women. Pretty sure I’ve had a crush on this type of girl since I was 15 or so. It only took me a few seconds or so to realize that this was worth pursuing, I mean even if she wasn’t interested I had to try. For 15 year old me.

I started to make my way towards her group, moving through and around the other people on the dancefloor with a cool energy and with purpose. Writing this is a amazing point of reflection to me: at that moment I was the complete opposite of beginner me. Attractive girl? Large group of friends? Top of the dancefloor with a crowd between us? No problem, easy day, light work.

I find the perfect spot next to her group, and begin the work. I feel like the group accepts me pretty easily. Awesome, all I have to do now is-

SIKE

All of a sudden, the hot Latina blonde from before comes BARRELING in. I mean she literally starts backing into this group of girls. I mean when I say she was aggressive before I mean god damn she damn near pushed this entire group of girls over. She apologized to them and positioned her self squarely infront of me. She was still rocking back and forth though so I reached out to stabilize her and we end up headbutting. It was nothing to me but she turns around and looks at me super concerned. She’s mouthing sorry as she get really close, basically melting into my arms.

Well, this works.

I tell her it’s fine and we immediately begin to dancing from the embrace. The rest of the club and people melt away as we spin. I’m a great dancer, and have taken a few lessons to master the basics of some dances. I suggest you all do the same if you want to master seduction on the dancefloor. She was dancing a basic bachata style dance, and so we clicked right away. She immediately wanted to kiss as well, so of course I obliged.

There’s only a few songs left in the night, so we make the most of it. She tries to ask me something but I can’t understand, the dancefloor is not good for conversation. When the lights come on we knew we were in trouble. I pointed at her phone, indicating her number. I pull out mine and she starts to type it in. We give it a call, success, and she goes to add a new contact. She’s having trouble typing it in but that’s when one of her friends appears and takes my phone to type it for her. Great, and as soon as we look at each other we start making out again. The friend got annoyed waiting so she pushed my phone in between our noses.

The club is closing down so I tell her I will see her again, then leave. NORMALLY, I would suggest staying with her, trying to make it easier to set up the next date, but knowing her friends did not like me potentially I didn’t want to/ feel like risking that minefield. Thinking about how this likely would have been a full close had the friends not wasted our time playing their little game. So instead I whisked away into the night, closes and this FR in hand.

See how long this would have been in I kept it all as one part?? I hope you guys enjoyed, and I’ll definitely let you know if I can full close on this but only time will tell. Later!