Ok well I don't post much here but I'm almost done reading the game and felt I should contribute to you bastards.

So my roommate called an exterminator a few days ago for this bees nest that was in a suitcase on our back porch. Fast forward to today, I'm sitting in my room watching friends when the doorbell rings. I always answer the door in my boxers for comedic effect and to weird out the fedex guys, but instead it was a HB8 in a jumpsuit. I am very confused and nearly naked.

So she's a beekeeper and here to save the hive. I show her around back, get dressed, and then realize my roommate doesn't know what bees look like and it's just wasps. The girl goes to town and I just chill on the porch, it's big so I'm far enough to not get stung and close enough to send her entertained looks.

When she takes a break we do some smalltalk and I ask her about her weird ass job. Turns out she lives in a town like an hour away and comes into the city just for work. I don't know how I would get her here for a date. I know I need to somehow pivot this while she's working so this will be hard. As she's wrapping up I think of something. I ask her to sign our couch. There's this couch on our back porch that everyone who's ever partied here has signed in sharpie, and I come out with one asking her to sign it. She is very weirded out, and goes back to work. I am like well fuck and just go back inside. I come out again to clean the porch up, and she says she didn't know about the couch but then looked at it and realized what I meant and thought it was hilarious. Smiling, keeping eye contact, the couch prop has clearly worked.

She starts to sign it, and I tell her "this is extremely unorthodox, we usually only let people sign it if they've partied here" She laughs. "So you'll just have to come to my next party" She looks up excited. The couch prop is both very cool looking and provides a lot of social proof, so she knows the party would be a good one. "Well, your roommate has my number, so-" oh no she aint getting off that easy, I cut her off "Why don't I just get your number?" "Ok!"

I hand her the phone, she puts her name in and "beekeeper" as the last name, she says it's so I'll remember her but it's probably so I won't creep her on FB, standard defense.

So anyway, I'm now texting her bee puns and making her guess my name with stupid clues. I'll ask her on a date soon and will update if successful.

Edit: She's down.