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TL;DR Saw nerdy and friend again the next week. Had an amazing night with high SMV. Got number, left a great impression, had decent frame, but made small mistakes with saying beta shit.

Next Wednesday night is trivia night again. Out and about in the town then show up to the bar. Pretty crowded as it is a popular night. We play through three rounds and then there is a halftime. Mandatory smoke session during halftime so we cover our beers and head to the car. On the way out we spot both girls. They are walking through the parking lot and we call them over. I ask if they are coming inside and quickly apologize for not keeping my word and missing the party. I explain that wingman was sick and the party was probably pretty lame anyway. Both laugh and say the party was great in defense. I have a clear look at nerdy and my initial observation was correct. She is a fox. A nerdy fox and she is definitely dressed up tonight. I also notice while we are chatting outside that she gives me a once over. I just happen to be wearing nice slacks and shoes because I had to come straight from work.

This is playing out beautifully I think to myself as we walk in. Some wannabe ‘alpha’ guidos are now standing where our drinks trying to order are but I don’t sweat this because I know the bartender. Besides, my confidence is high (and SMV) so with the girls in tow I barge in between them to grab drinks and the bartender’s attention. They get annoyed and leave quickly giving us our seats back.

Pro tip: Be friends with bartenders. I cannot stress this enough. When you go out to a crowded place and finally make your way to the bar, order your drinks politely. Do NOT ask ‘What kind of beer.drinks they have’, bartenders hate this shit and this is beta. If you were not able to take a SitRep as you were walking in, try to have a lame beer in mind just so you don’t have to ask – mine is miller lite. It tastes like piss so I can slam one quickly while I see what others are drinking and look at the taps. Also, when the drinks arrive and you get a total, if I have cash I will pay, and while collecting my change ask what the bartender’s name is. This may throw them off because socially, we have become selfish and arrogant morons. Make eye contact, repeat the bartender’s name, and leave a big tip. My general rule is two dollars per drink (at a busy club/bar) but I will easily double that the first round. You now have the bartender’s name, they will remember you when you come back, and this will improve your chances overall. If you are feeling rich or nobody in your group is paying attention, start a tab with a credit card and figure that shit out later, BUT ALWAYS GET A NAME.

Pheromones are now pumping out of nerdy. She gets comfy fast and is making any excuse to touch me with playful punching (I am now negging her about something) but she is smart so she comes back with a quick remark. I see things are on auto-pilot so I start to ignore her for a little while. This gives the two girls a chance to talk (I feel like her friend is getting annoyed because wingman isn’t paying attention yet and things are going very well for nerdy and me). I go to the bathroom and on the way back, I literally interrupt her and her friend with my phone in my hand and tell her to give me her number. She hesitates for a quick second then gives me her number. ABC – Always Be Closing.

After a few minutes I go back to nerdy. Something is happening in my body. I was previously in a LTR so I haven’t slept with anyone else in almost three years. The combination of hormones, chemicals, and alcohol are awakening something primal inside of me. She is tilting her head while she laughs at my corny jokes and I just want to kiss her right there in the middle of the bar. I hold back and also assess my frame. I am slipping at little things, saying something beta here and there but the combination of a few minutes of attention then ignoring her for few are working. I make a silly bet about a subject we were talking about (we were both wrong) so she bets a dollar and I bet a kiss. Our friend verifies we were both wrong so she whips out a dollar. I take it and pull her in for a kiss. Not a make-out kiss, no tongue, but long enough so she knows I am serious. Wingman has the full attention of the other friend. Things are perfect and the night flies by. By this point I feel could very easily get her back to my place. Friend is tired so she blatantly says she is leaving but nerdy can stay and she will leave a key outside. I have a ton of work very early in the morning plus the weekend will be here soon and I would like to take her out alone and then bring her back to my place. They grab their coats and say goodbyes. Nerdy save me for last and goes for in for a hug but straight at my face for a kiss as well. I give her the cheek and say goodnight. She whispers ‘You have my number now so you better call me’ in my ear. I think I will wait two days before I call her. In this rare case, I think I crushed it so I don’t even sweat about the length of time figuring it will only make her wonder and think about me incessantly.