The night started off with a meetup. I like going to these meetups prior to a night out for the social lubrication they provide. Had a female friend meet me at this one, but didn’t talk to her much. Initially, was in a group with her and a few others. I kind of paired off with this girl from that initial group. She was Muslim, and she used to be “lapsed” like I am, but she was trying to be more into it. We had a fairly substantive conversation. Exchanged contact info, with a friends frame. I’m not trying to bang this chick.

After more random convos (during which I may have been too much of a dick to some of the other dudes--but at these meetups man, some of these guys are so cringey and weird I can’t help myself. I mean, I don’t do it to the socially defenseless, but some of these guys could use taking down a peg) and bopping around, at some point I am talking to a couple people and that girl was behind me getting hit on by a FOB Indian guy. I just turn around, look at her, say I am going outside, and tell her to come with me. She complies.

I have us go on a walk to just chat a bit, then drop her off at her car with a hug. Like I said, this is just a friends thing.

I return to the meetup, which moves to a different bar. I do a direct approach on my way out of here, just a girl sitting by her lonesome. It's pretty good until I mention sensory deprivation tanks and she has no idea what those are. I explain them poorly, but then her friends come and I just peace. Proud of the direct approach. It felt like no biggie. I just need more reference experiences and knowledge of what to do. Watching some day-game infield will help with direct approaches.

Fast-forward to a pub crawl part of LA. Me and my friend get stamped at the main venue, then go buy airplane-sized (like the size one buys on airplanes, not the size of airplanes lulz) bottles of booze which we deploy into water at the next venue, which is dead.

We go to another venue, which I think is awesome. It’s 3 stories with dance-floor + patios, and I think it’s great. I open a big group while my friend is in the bathroom. Then we go outside and I open a 3 set. The not-so-hot ones just let me talk to the hot one. It’s very like...combative flirtation. I am proud of the fact that it was obvious flirtation. Said she was cute, but I needed to know more. Teased her a lot. Passed a couple shit tests (she said she was offended by something and I just cheekily said “good” and kept talking--lo and behold the convo continued just fine). There wasn’t much chemistry though, so it still ended in some form of “nice to meet you”.

One other random set at this venue, not that important. I am an opening machine nowadays, so this is great. 80-90% of the time, when I see a set, I’m just on it. My buddy told me that now we’ll be conversing and the next thing he knows I’m just in set. Great compliment, and it happens again with the last set of the night.

We go back to the original venue. Grab a water, open a set, boyfriend or something comes in. Chat a bit.

I go to the bathroom, and in line, chat at the girls across the way, primarily at the one in the same position in line as me. I am being social, and the fun in the area.

On the way out, I see that girl with her friend so I go up to her and ask her how her bathroom experience was. My tonality and eye contact are on point, we’re standing close, I’m making statements, bantering, being silly. Do some qualifying. The friend is super cool with our flirtation, and at some points gets hit on by some other dude.

I yank the girl away. She asks where we’re going and I just say “over here”, “somewhere fun”, etc. Strong frame and tonality. I post us up so I am against a wall and she’s against me, put her arms around me, flirt, let her arms drop, then makeout.

Great milestone! So the weird thing is the friend sort of lugs that dude over--turns out the situation is that she’s not into that guy but she’s having trouble shaking him.

Make out some more, move her just on the other side of this corner. But the friend’s problem, poses an issue. They want to do a fake bounce. Friend exchanges info with the dude.

I tell them to come with me and start leading my girl out. Friend follows, but she can’t shake the dude. I let my girl’s hand drop as we exit and proceed to the courtyard, where my buddy is in set.

Girl rejoins with me. Kiss a bit more. She says that if I said let’s go home, she would say no. I tell her I don’t believe her. At this point, the other dude is still on the friend--he has great perseverance, one might say. Hilariously, he sort of feels behind himself for me and says aloud “yeah, he’s [something something]” So goofy. I laugh and am like “yeah I’m still here man, don’t worry”. I tell the girl I am on to give me her number even though “I’ll never text [her]”. Followed Todd best practices and took her phone, saved myself as a contact, and then called myself. I’m probably just going to leave it as a drunken makeout though. Will go get moar make-outs and moar numbers, solid ones.

Happy with this progress. I needed it at this juncture, and it really ups by buy-in to this stuff and my own ability to succeed in this endeavor.