Happened a week ago. Went totally smooth and decided to share with you guys.

Location. Festival outside of the city. 3AM. Trying to go back home with a girl that is staying at my place from CouchSurfing. Not able to get a taxi since all of them are busy.

Luck. Taxi stops. There's a guy sitting in front passenger sit. 2 chicks in the back. "Is it only 2 of you? You can get in, we'll give you a ride." Says the guy. Cool. We get in and say thanks. I start vibing with everyone in the car. Random topics, nothing important.

Cocky funny. We are talking about cats. [Chick] "Yeah cats are amazing. What kind of cat do you have? [Me] "Brown one. Shitty street cat. She is the best." [Chick] "Ahaha they are the best."

Compliance test from the guy. The guy has been silent for 10 minutes. I felt aggression in his voice, trying to reclaim the leadership. [Me] Pff, puddle is a piece of shit dog. [Guy] What do you mean by that bro? [Me] My dad has a puddle. It is stupid and barks pointlessly all the time. Note: My dad doesn't have a dog at all.

Compliance test from chicks. [Chick] We loved X band tonight. Did you like them? [Me] Nah. I can't believe they are so bad even though they have 16 band members on stage. Piece of shit music. [Chick] It seemed like everyone enjoyed it. [Me] With that amount of band members, [insert local shit band] might sound good too.

Leading. We are already in town. Stopped at the red light. 2 girls are talking to me all the time. I've realized that these girls and the guy don't know each other. I get a feeling that they are ready to escape. [Me] Hey guys, thanks a lot for the ride. We live nearby so we'll just walk home. [Guy] You're welcome. He was so happy about getting rid of me. [Chicks] Hey, we should go as well. [Guy] Come on, let's keep partying. I know a cool club. [Chicks] No thanks. Bye.

Chit-chat. One of the girls asks my girl where she is from. Her English was good. I realized she must have lived in an English speaking country. I've lived in US in the past. Boom, perfect topic. Turns out she went to school in US. After a little bit of chit-chat, we found ourselves talking about Viagra. [Chick] Viagra works on women too. [Me] No it doesn't. [Chick] What? I'm 100% sure it does. [Me] Wanna bet? The looser pays for beers next weekend. [Chick] Hey Chick#2, google it. [Chick#2] Haha, you lost. It doesn't work on women. [Me] By the way, I don't drink shit beer. So how do we go about getting in touch? [Chick] Let me give you my phone number.

She puts her number as [Name] beer. We say goodbyes and go our separate ways. I've checked the phone number on facebook, it's hers.

This post is not as much as getting a girl's number, it's about proving that vibing and confidence can destroy other guys' frame.

Edit.

1) I just wanted to share the story and show how vibe and confidence can change things. 2) I'm not seeking approval. The fact that you can only demonstrate your opinion by being toxic, shows how insecure you are. 3) If you read the story, you would realize I went home with the girl that was staying at my place. So yes, I did get a number of a stranger girl and got laid with my guest at the same time.