Professeur de Magie

First off, I would like to say, I genuinely believe I'm in a pretty shitty situation and would welcome your input, and here's why. I've known this girl for quite some time now, and have always seen her as out of my league even though we vibe really well. I think the main problem is that she (HB9:HBtears), while extremely prude, is a natural alpha, so it's always a battle of frames with her. Prior to my community exposure, she would always win, ergo no attraction. With that said, even when we started spending a lot of time together about a week ago, I had the intention to move slowly with her since I wasn't completely sure how well the interaction would go if it turns sexual, and I've got a couple options open for booty calls so I wasn't in a hurry. But this is how the progression went. Day 1: Make out for a really long time, LMR, fully clothed during the entire ordeal Day 2: Make out for a really long time, clothes came off, played with cootch, LMR Day 3: full close Problem was, immediately after she orgasmed, she starts crying... Me, thinking she's just another sobber, tried to brush it off by saying it was normal, and that I've known tons of other girls that cry when they have sex, and it was nothing to be embarrassed about. Turns out that, me, in my infinite wisdom, was dead wrong. And here's the story. She hasn't slept with that many guys, and apparently is still not completely over her last "relationship", however short lasting it was. Now this guy AFCppua (AFC-possibly pua), while seemingly afc, is in my opinion, fully aware of what he's doing. When he realized that he was losing attraction with the girl, he immediately took initiatives to break off the relationship with HBtears. Initially, HBtears didn't really saw a lot of attraction for this guy because she knows that she's well above his league, but as soon as he broke up with her and pulled LJBF, she becomes obsessed with AFCppua. While she's still not attracted to him, she starts having doubts. Logically, she sees her sudden desire for his attention as the result of this inexplicable obsession of how this inferior male come to break up with her, so the table turned. AFCppua began his freeze out, which spanned the course of several months, then started re-initiating contact and started saying how he wants to see her again...etc. Through their reinstated interaction, HBtears remains skeptical and claims that she's trying to maintain a cold indifference towards him, it is clear that he is mind fucking her, she's thinking about him, and has become VERY confused. She knows that she wasn't attracted to him when they were together, and she knows that the reason she's intrigued by him is because he's actively putting her in this situation, so she comes to me and asks me help her counter-game AFCppua. She realizes that she is being fucked with in the head, but sees no other way of getting out of it other than literally turning him into the hopelessly beta little puppy that was madly in love with her, so that she will naturally lose attraction. Since they're no longer actually together, a boyfriend destroying pattern doesn't really do much, but it still bothers me that while we're in a MLTR, and I'm the only person she's seeing, my girl is being fucked with by some beta male. I know this is probably just me being territorial, but I don't see this as something that I can let go, even though it is clear that I've got the girl and she's into me. So boys, it's game time! Ideas, inputs, questions, concerns, fire them away, because the more brain storm power I got, the sooner a solution should emerge.

situation resolved: I win It was a simple shit test, and I guess I just failed to see it as one. Just had to plow through it and take lead. P.S Leading builds such incredible attraction it's ridiculous. I think it's a lot like AA though, you really have to push yourself out of your realm of comfort and take lead in situations that may make you uncomfortable (such as escalation in bed...etc).

So shes his fb, whats the deal? Mind sharing her? Why are you pissed of when its just about her and the guy? Shes your Oneitis, isnt she? Well, while I can't really complain about the situation having an awesome FB, I'm just not fond of the concept of sharing. I have a natural tendency towards dominance, and the idea of not having the person I'm laying not being with me both mentally and emotionally bothers me to no end. btw, is that you doing a folha seca in that roda? =P

Haven't been sarging much since I got back to school, but I have been threading five HB8.5+'s along for shits and giggles and that has pretty much taken up all my weekend/week nights. I'm currently in the middle of one extended freeze out for HBwtf, which is starting to show some effect (her room mate told me I should go have sex with her this weekend... IOI? =) Anyway, this LR is about my one-itis who essentially broke me so hard I had to find GAME. When I first came to college three years ago, I met this gorgeous girl during my first week, and being the inexperienced AFC that I was, I tried everything in my powers to become her entertainment monkey and eventually got LJBF-ed after trying to make a move on her several months into my one-itis. Needless to say, I got shot down by a big fucking cannon. Since I was essentially in the same social circle with her by this point, I essentially had to pick up my shit and find a new circle. That's how badly my ego was raped. Fast forward 2 and a half years, Hb1itis and I have essentially fallen out of touch. I ran into her one day on campus and invited her over to catch up on life and what not. While I wasn't consciously gaming her, I was keeping the conversation playful and she was a great banterer herself so we eventually ended up talking for 4 hours. At one point of the conversation, I think we were talking about our summer, I ended up telling her about the Community and how I spent a month over the summer sarging 40+ hours a week, and told her some of my adventures. She was devastated and kept telling me how awful a person I was for being in the community and now I have ruined her "movie moment" of meeting some hot guy at a cafe on a rainy day and what not, then I told her about the movie moment routine that I ran with rather significant amount of success and she just got pretty destroyed. Since our initial reunion, she came over probably 3 times to hang out, and essentially kept picking my brain about the game, so I've kept her pretty well informed on my progress on the other 4 girls. She even made a bet with me to lay HBwtf by last sunday night, but I fucked myself over by min-oneitising over the girl so I ended up going on a mini ice cream date with HB1itis. Funny thing is, while we have great fun together, HB1itis has literally, 0 attraction for me as a mate. But that's about to change. Last night, in our best efforts to procrastinate actually doing work, I decided to take HB1itis with me to go sarge at Barnes and Nobles. While the actual outing wasn't very eventful since nobody there was remotely attractive other than hitting on the starbucks lady, and getting hit on by some gay guy ahead of me, nothing eventful happened. We ended up back at my place. Comfort talked for 3 hours, she reiterates how she finds 0 attraction for me. 2 more hours later, it's history.

This is my first FR in quite a while, but I'm seriously confused about this one. Background: I spotted a seated 3 set on the lawn outside my dorm and approached without really thinking. When I got there, I bantered a bit with all 3 in an overall high energy level, and it turns out that the dude that was with the 2 girls was someone I already opened earlier. The two girls, HB9.5 (HBwtf) and HB7.5(HBearrings) really enjoyed my company, and the guy (AFCfriendly) was already on friendly terms with me so everything went pretty smooth. I ejected after a while. Two days later, I walk by the girls' room and spotted AFCfriendly chilling there so I walked in and started chatting everybody up. #closed HBwtf, scheduled a day 2 to go hiking with my buddies (mistake #1). The Hike: My buddies and I didn't really know where we were going so we ended up driving for well over an hour and stopping at some random trail on the side of the street and went hiking there. The whole trip screamed of sketchiness. HBwtf tried flaking a couple times by saying she has to do all sort of shit but I told her she was coming, so she came. Nothing eventful happened during the hike, I was tired, she was tired, and when I'm tired, I tend to lose the tightness in my game so I was 100% AFC. FUCK! I would also like to note that before we even started day 2, while she was in the process of kinda flaking, we scheduled a day 3 for golf, but by the end of the hike, I didn't think day 3 was going to happen. Golf: Everything worked out beautifully, I was doing some direct gaming and she was being very receptive. We bantered, escalated kino, I was pretty sure she was mine. After golf, we decided to hang out and drink before going out partying, but I had to go eat with my buddies and she had her own thing to do, so we scheduled a meet up after dinner. I didn't want to come off as needy, so I didn't call her. She calls me around 1:50am saying I ditched her and didn't try to call her. I told her I left a message (which I may or may not have done because at this point I was very drunk) I told her where I was, she said she was coming over. I hung out for a bit, then decided to bounce back to my room. She showed up to my friend's room, I wasn't there, so she came to my room to look for me. My room: I was lying on the bed watching a movie, and she came to sit on the side so I wrapped my arm around her waist and started bantering. Everything seemed to have gone pretty well, she was IOI-ing me, but tells me she didn't bring her keys and that her roomates were going to bed so she had to go. I told her fine, and pointed to my cheek for a kiss (I've done this pretty often in clubs while I was sarging in Europe and it always ended up in a make out) but she goes, "I don't kiss on the cheeks". At this point, I assumed she meant she wanted to make out with me, so I stood up and tried to go in for the kiss. She turns away and says she "essentially has a boyfriend" back home, even though she told me she broke up with her boyfriend earlier in the week, and they broke on a good note. She leaves, tells me that she'll see me in the morning, and I proceeded to pass out on the spot. WTF? I know I might have come off as a little needy in my weakened AFC moments, but I'm pretty sure I made a fair recovery during golf, even though she kicked my ass.

So I've just experienced my first REAL blowout last night. I've been in the community for a month now and been sarging in Munich with a fair amount of success. Now I'm back at my college and decided to try my skills at this freshmen dance party last night. I haven't really been opening that many sets lately (roughly 5 or 6 a day) and they were all in friendly inquiry. Anyway, back to the dance party. Girls were looking slightly below average, but I decided that was my brain trying to make an excuse not to talk to them, so I forced myself to open a couple sets. Forget what I used, but it got me in, but I quickly lose interest. I've been walking around opening random people at the very small dance floor, dragging one of my AFC buddies along trying to get him to open a set, but without success. So I told him he could have used anything to open a set, it really doesn't matter since I've personally field tested, "nice tits," "your ass is huge"...etc and they all opened and I even number closed a couple "nice tits". So I told him he can even open with "wow, you're really short". He said bullshit, so I decided to demonstrate. Walked into a 5 set, 4 girls, 1 guy. Told the shortest girl there that she's short. She got visibly upset. Her friends started backing her. I tried to get an out by talking to the guy. He was also siding with the girls. The short girl told me I should have told her she was pretty instead (rofl) but I told her I don't lie. She got more upset. The group started shit testing me by saying "you're short" is the worst pickup line ever and went back on the dance floor. Keep in mind, my buddy was standing next to the me the entire time while I'm crashing and burning. Ohh well. inputs welcome, I think I'm going to try direct approaches from now on.

I've been placing the majority of my focus on calibrating my body language lately, and I've got to say, it has paid of tremendously. Take this weekend for example. I was at a club with a buddy of mine (PUApe) and it was supposedly the most selective club in town. The venue however, was less than impressive. Sure, the majority of the people there were well dressed, but the average age of the club was around 30, and me being 21, it was hardly the optimal scene for pickups. On top of not having a whole lot of younger sets, my voice was almost completely shot from three consecutive nights out, and prior to coming to the club, we spent 4 hours at a beer tent at this awesome mini-octoberfest type thing, and it was freaking sweet. (Booze + fairground rides = insanely awesome). But because my voice was a bit raw and I really wanted to sarge (since I was with friends the whole evening up until this point), I've decided to let the girl do mst of the talking and I'll just work on my body language. A brownish looking girl opened my buddy while we were walking around, so while he talked to BG (browngirl), I talked to her Asian friend, who had crooked teeth and bad English, so I wasn't really feeling it. As I was winging my buddy for the set, I spotted a blond dancing with her boyfriend and felt a slight drop in my energy level because I was mildly disappointed as she would have been a nice set to open. Walked around some more, talked to a couple wall huggers (guys that stays the fuck away from all the action and just sits there to sulk over their drinks as close to the wall as possible), and for some reason, my AR went back towards the blond dancing with her boyfriend. I kept checking her out, eventually, her spider sense tells her that she's being checked out so she locks eye with me, I tried to run eye-solation by blanking everything in the club out with the exception of the blond, with the focus being her eyes. She seems to follow the trance. She smiles. I walk over. She grabs my hat and puts it on herself and tries to dance with me. I push her off and talks to her boyfriend for a bit. This whole time I'm calibrating my body language to be open and to a degree AMOG the boyfriend in our casual conversation that didn't even last 20 seconds before the girl took my hat off her head, places it on my head, and proceeds to pull me in for a tongue down right in front of her boyfriend. To be honest, I didn't realize what was happening right away, but when I did, my natural instinct told me to pull back before my face gets swallowed. Funniest part was, she didn't even taste drunk. So there you have it boys, you don't even need to talk to your target to get her interested, and it doesn't matter WHO your target is with. If you're determined, no obstacle can stop you from what you're reaching for.

I actually don't know, I was a bit stunned by the transition and walked off without even looking back and venue changed because I didn't feel like getting my ass kicked.

but they are very friendly if you enter the set framing yourself above them and anchoring yourself as the prize

Well, after having been struck with with the immovable block of guilt sarging two weeks into my "training", I've decided to just call up the guys and have a "boys night out" and just get drunk and have a good time. And a good time I had. Since the perspective of the night was entirely focused on maximizing fun, I didn't even bother building any social proves in the club, and didn't care if nobody knew me. I was there to party, and party I did. Ironic thing was, even though I wasn't sarging, everybody around me still ended up getting opened. This I found particularly interesting because while I made no verbal approach to open people, I still carried my usual body language. Walking straight, no obstruction of body parts, patting people on the shoulders...etc and much to my surprise, I'm getting the same effect as if I were to simply walk up and start opening people. A group of 5 Russian girls that I opened on the streets on Wednesday literally CHASED me down on the dance floor because I didn't even recognize her after making eye contact , and after less than 2 minutes of dancing they isolated us to the lounge. 2 fuck invites were handed out, one to my Hungarian buddy who's damn good looking, and one to yours truly (but the girls weren't that attractive IMO and my buddy had a girlfriend), so we ditched the girls, grabbed another beer, and started walking again. Walked passed a group of what turned out to be Canadian girls, locked eyes with the one with a really nice rack(HBnicerack). She smiles, and opens me commenting on my hat. I stop for a couple words and walks on into another room, only to find that my buddies didn't follow. Went back to check on them and they were all talking to the Canadian girls. Started negging both girls, but wasn't into either. HBnicerack started playing with her tits, I called her out on it, she tries to explain how someone was giving her a hug a while back and burnt her with his cigarette, and tried show me where the mark was (there was no fucking mark, but it was niiice). 3 more girls that the Canadian girls came with joins us, we talk for a bit, and I moved the guys out because the purpose of the night was not to talk to strangers but to have a good time. More alcohol follows. Walked back on the dance floor, notices a group of 5 blonds dancing together. Didn't feel like talking to them but I wanted to see if they were hot, so I grabbed my Hungarian buddy and moved in with him to the group. They weren't hot (under 8's), but wanted us to dance with them, which, obviously, we didn't. Made another round around the dance floor, notices a gorgeous blond sitting there with a swarm of guys around her. Guys were literally sticking to her like flies on shit. I couldn't resist the urge because I smelled a blatant bitch shield coming, so I actually walked up and started talking to her (I know, I know...) she turned out to be a really sweet girl that frequents the classier venues of Munich, and indeed, she gets hit on by guys nonstop. Kinoed a bit, talked to all the guys around her, apparently she was there with her hot shot soccer player of a boyfriend, who was sitting next to her the entire time while I was chatting up this girl, but turned out to be a really cool guy too. Didn't see a purpose trying to make a poll so I wished them a pleasant evening and exited. More boozing. At one point, I lost the boys so as I'm walking around looking for them, I spot a swiss girl(HBwink) sitting there by herself looking bored that was a part of the Canadian crew. I went up to bust her a little for being anti-social, she asks me if I want to get out of there, followed by the most atrocious, and un-natural wink. I told her no, I'm looking for my buddies. She doesn't give up. She then asks me if I want to take a walk to somewhere quiet then, followed by, again, the most atrocious wink. At this point, I could barely stop myself from laughing, so I decided to play along and told her I've been walking around and I need to rest my tired little Asian feet. She STILL doesn't give up. Asks me if I want to check out her apartment, it's "near by" has booze, nice bed... followed by, nope this time no wink, she simply grabbed my hand and got up (Hellllo predator?), since I wasn't going to allow anyone, not even some swiss girl looking to get laid control the social interaction I'm in, I decided to fight back. I started leading her around the venue (8 seasons) as if I'm going to lead her out, but in the most round about ways away from every entrance until I found my buddies, tried to unload her on one of my friends, and moved on with the rest. Summary: After opening roughly around 20 girls throughout the course of the evening, I realize that only a small portion of sarging is attributed to actually talking. I would even go as far as to say that 80% of your success is attributed to body language, and even without going up to talk to girls, girls will still open you. All evening, I've been going about, hanging out with my buddies, and if I spot a hot girl, I'll simply lock eyes, and 90% of them would smile, and about 50% of those would open me. The way I do it, is that I've calibrated an expression of mild entertainment. It's almost like a smirk except much more subtle, so the girl can't exactly tell that you're smiling, but it leads them to smile and creates interest for you. That's why without actively approaching, I still opened almost as many sets as I would sarging. Since now that it is pretty transparent that it is not my knowledge in the seduction realm that generates attraction, but ME as a person through body language and personality, what guilt I've acquired in the past week has all but dissipated. This night has probably been the most productive night yet. I've calibrated my "BL:smile opener" with 50% chance hook and they open me, and I've learned that I don't even need to walk up to talk to girls in order to be surrounded by girls. Sweet!

Take a weekend trip down to Munich and sarge with me =) While I wouldn't say I'm an asian version of Brad Pitt, most would consider me good looking. But what I got going for me isn't even outright looks, I'm interesting as hell

I'm not exactly sure how I'm going to be able to translate what's going on in my head right now into writing, because it barely makes sense in there, but I'm going to give it a shot nevertheless. After another night out in Munich and sarging until 6am doing club games, I have stumbled across a rather significant roadblock as I tried to debrief the evening. I did my usual club opening; went in and rooted myself in 3 or 4 large social groups, then walked around and made sure everyone knows I'm there by patting this one over here on the shoulder or offering a couple quick words to that set over there. By the time I've finished my first round, roughly 40% of the club has had direct contact with me, and I would say another 30% of the club knows that I exist, so 70% of the club is aware of my presence, and this was a packed as hell club where you can barely walk without shoving people. After my routine opening, I began opening female sets. Throughout the course of the night, roughly 30 girls were opened, 8 of which I could have pulled for a same nighter, and at least 15 I could have KC-ed. As I'm making my round opening people, I made a hobby out of leaving either my 2 PUA wings (PUAno0b and...sry buddy forgot your name "red cap") behind to entertain the set I've opened while I excuse myself to open more groups. Once both my PUA buddies were occupied, since the rate at which sets are getting opened exceed the ability 2 people may entertain, I started grabbing AFC's that look like they could use a little help getting hooked up with girls and introducing them to my sets. This way, not only can I open sets more rapidly, I can also leave a wake of DHV by merging random sets and making sure that EVERYBODY knows me. Now this is where I got stuck. 7 of the girls that I opened followed me throughout the club for the entire course of the evening. I mean, for 3 straight hours, I was accompanied by a combination of 2 or 3 sets of girls that I opened. And while the attraction is beyond blatant, I could not bring myself to identify a target. The best way I can describe this is I guess going hunting with an AK-47. Since I didn't know what my target was, I just sprayed bullets (negs/loops) at everyone, and they all got hit. Eventually, I ended up having this entourage of girls that were openly discussing how I'm the most interesting person in the club, and "sexy as hell" too (I kid you not this discussion took place, PUAno0b heard the good majority of it too while I pretended like I couldn't understand German). While I know this should be a huge ego boost, I couldn't help but feel a little part of me dying inside, and this is the part where I don't understand, and I hope you guys can give me some insight. I got REALLY turned off by the whole sarging thing. I don't know why. I felt dirty. I thought I've prevented this "guilty" feeling by promising myself not to call any girls I get numbers for, and since I've made this promise, I don't ask girls for their numbers. Somehow, I ended up having to delete 7 new numbers from my phone while I was waiting for my train home. I don't even understand why I felt dirty, but I instantly felt disgusting. Since I'm not going out with the intention of getting laid (I usually get "lucky" once or twice a month anyway without having to put in all the effort in opening strangers and staying out until 6am in my AFC days (up until 2 weeks ago), my greatest source of motivation for sarging, thus far, has been the attention of the groups I command. It's almost as if I'm receiving some kind of validation that I do not quite understand when I enter a set and dominate the frames of the people I encounter by adding value in the form of fascination and entertainment. While I am ultimately successful at accomplishing this, I can't help but feel hollow and un-genuine inside since I wouldn't plan on laying 99% of the sets I open. At this point, I don't even know WTF I'm doing anymore. On one hand, I'm telling myself that I have to become a mPUA because throughout the course of my life, I have encountered two women whom I failed to have a relationship with because in my AFC ways, I one-itis-ed the shit out of them and they both projected me as their best friend, and "couldn't possibly risk the possibility of losing me as their best friend by attempting a sexual relationship". And I don't know if you guys have felt this, but it's like getting your testicles ripped out by a flaming hot poker, but the worst part was, I couldn't even logically identify the reason why this happened until now. I've never had problem scoring women I don't care for. But after learning about the community, I started realizing all the things I did wrong in both these situations and decided to get good enough at the game such that this could never happen again. But now I'm having doubts. Maybe I shouldn't be doing this? Maybe all these mind fucks should never be taught? Maybe what I'm doing is completely evil and I'm actually scarring people for life with this shit? I don't know anymore, but the worst part is, I can't even go back to my AFC days anymore. I cannot talk to a woman without having a flow chart of "how to get her naked within the next hour" flying across my cerebral cortex. I can't talk to a guy without displaying dominance over him. I mean, I fucking AMOGGED five Turkish body builders that were in the German army in order to impress a five set for god's sake! WTF was I thinking? these guys could have gutted me in the blink of an eye, and there I was, teasing them about how retardedly bulky they were (these guys were built like a fucking brick shit-house) to girls I don't even know! This whole PUA thing is getting out of control. I'm buying into my own frame so much, that I find it almost impossible to even pick out a target out of the clubs I open because I've convinced myself that I have such great pre-selection that none of the girls I've opened are good enough, so I open more girls, and the cycle continues and eventually I've opened everyone. In order to generate greater social proof, I'm fucking AMMOG-ing everyone, even guys that could easily rip me a new asshole. I don't know guys, anyone else out there experience this? This feeling is so weird I don't even know how to explain it.

yeah, I get ya. My goal originally was essentially self improvement. I want the skill set necessary to stop the perfect girl when she comes along dead on her tract, and make her mine. I'm just getting an overwhelming feeling for how diabolically well the "art" is working now that I'm consciousness aware of it. I mean, I sarge without any canned material and has been subconsciously AMMOGing people since my AFC days, but for some reason, even some of the PUA's from the Munich lair feels their frame challenged by me. They think that because I apparently "AMMOGed" a fellow PUA, I am a social robot. And that's not what I want. Robots are supposed to be artificial and unnatural. I'm just an Asian kid in a funny Bavarian hat with an amplified ego...

Saturday was by far the worst night I've endured in my week and a half stay in Munich so far. THe night started off with a fairly good vibe, I went into town around 10:30 to meet up with PUAno0b from http://wwv.themysterymethod.com/forum/showthread.php?t=43686 . I got there early so I decided to open a set around the Marienplatz fountain as I'm waiting, and I spotted a pair of 8.5's sitting on the fountain out of the corner of my eyes. Before I even got there however, some guy wearing aviators and a jacket (this is 10:30pm) walks up and started talking to them, so I decided to observe before moving in. He gets blown out under a minute. I decided to move. Walked up to the two girls, (now they're looking a bit young up close, but still very cute nevertheless). They're HB7.5(HBfreckles) and HB7 (HBshort) Mage: You! *index finger points to each girl with both hands Mage: You guys look like you're from around here. HBshort: Yeah, we're from Munich...bla bla bla Mage: Perfect, then you can tell me where's the happening spot on a Saturday night... Girls: Bla bla bla, MIA, bla bla bla, P1, bla bla bla Optimal... Mage: Optimal! Is that the place by ostbanhof? I don't think I have been to a sketchier place in my life before... HBshort: *laughs, haha yeah, that place is pretty cheap, I think you're better off going to P1...there are alot of VIPs there (except rather than saying V-I-P, she pronounced it "wip") and since I was legitimately confused, I asked her what's a "whip" and started gesturing with my hand in a whipping motion we chat for a bit more, asked them where they were going, they told me the name of the club but I wasn't paying attention, turned out they were 16, I made fun of HBshort for being short, at this point, I see PUAno0b sitting on the opposite side of the fountain, so I excused myself and wished the girls a pleasant night out. Met up with PUAno0b, walked around looking for sets, ran into PUAredcap, walked back to the fountain to meet up with Maxim, saw a HB7 sitting by the fountain by herself, tried to get PUAno0b to open her, he refused, so I started counting down 3 seconds with my fingers very dramatically and told him if he doesn't open her I will. He turned around and opened her at the last count. She didn't seem very interesting, Maxim arrived, we rolled out for P1. Arrived at P1, there were literally 3 people in the entire club, and some huge black bouncer dude wouldn't let us in (4 guys) so we bounced to Pacha. Thus my worst sarge night ensues. When we first walked in, the club was somewhere between desolate-half full. It was a little sad, especially the venue consisted of no sets under 30, no targets, and I had to pee really bad. Walked around the club, couldn't find the pisser, so I opened a HB7.5 that looked like she was 30, but turned out she was 21, asked her where the bathroom is, and jokingly thanked her and told her I had to go pee so I'll be leaving her... unless she wants the honor of holding me as I tinkle. She laughed, I walked off. Made another round around the club, sees Maxim in a 2 set, and PUAno0b standing there retardedly staring at Maxims back, so I walked into the set and engaged the obstacle. Isolated her behind Maxim so the lineup was Me---Obstacle ll Maxim---Target so that the obstacles back was facing Maxim while he's gaming away. Obstacle was a little chubby and I had no desire to hook up with her so I didn't care what I was saying, so long as I wasn't generating attraction. Unfortunately, I was and she started kinoing me while rubbing the top of her very exposed tits. I made fun of her for coming onto me, she gets a little embarrassed. By now, 10 minutes has passed, and seeing how no escalation was even made on the other side, I realized that a close wasn't going to take place here so I excused myself to grab a beer: it's going to be a long night. Before I even got the the bar (I was literally 3ft from it) the obstacle turns around, grabbed her friend, and extracted her to the other side of the club. ROFL. Walked around a little more, started chatting the people around me up while I'm sipping on my beer, notices a guy walking in the most ridiculous flower shirt. Randomly grabbed a two set to ask their opinion on flower shirts (Hot, gay, or supergay) I got super gay. We made fun of the guy for a while, then I noticed a HB7(HBslut) standing there by herself, so I marked my next set. Excused myself from the 2 set I randomly picked up and moved over the HBslut. Before I got there, the guy with the flower shirt has already gotten there before me. He starts chatting her up, I enter the set by patting the guy on the shoulder saying something along the lines of, "I see you have already met my house curtains", she laughed, but I don't think she actually understood me. We talked for a bit, AFCcurtains kept trying to sneak in a word or two, I find out that the girl barely speaks English and had a retardedly greasy face up close, so I got her to say I'm the hottest guy in the club in Russian, made fun of her sparkly pants, and decided to exit. At this point, AFCcurtains is really furstrated, he begs her to buy her a drink, and I thought to myself, wow this guy reeks of desparation, so I stepped out just to see how he blows himself out. Interesting enough, they started making out at the bar. I was a bit shocked, since I've always associated drink buying with not getting laid. I did another round, but since the club was really small, I ended up on the opposite side of AFCcurtains and HBslut, and for whatever reason, he started walking away from her, and before he was even out of sight, another guy, AFCchubby starts talking to her, buys her a drink, and sure enough makes out with her in the next 5 minutes. I'm laughing my ass off. Walked around a bit more, re-opened my first set, turned out she came to Munich with 2 of her friends, one of which was a HB8, but was already making out with some dude, so I didn't try to steal his target. Walked towards the dance floor. HBslut is now back at her original post where I found her by herself. I continue walking to get some air outside, and saw the most ridiculous jacked guy. This kid was a monster, wearing suspenders and a wife beater. I chatted the body builder and his buddies for about 5 minutes (so I wouldn't get my ass kicked) before using his ridiculously ripped arms as an opinion openers on a 5 set of girls behind them. The girls told me his arms were too big, and that the perfect amount of built would be like mine (I'm digging the set already). I decided to join the girls and started chatting them up. Stuck with them for about 15 minutes. Started making fun of them for coming out to clubs only to sit around like old women in a knitting circle outside the action. Asked them about their age, they told me. PUAno0b conveniently shows up at the exact moment, walks into my set asking, hey how old are you guys (right after they told me). The girls turned to him, and gave him shit for asking for their age, but not in a joking manner and was literally like who the fuck are you to ask something like that you rude bastard, he gets pillaged by the girls and doesn't know what to do so he turns to me looking for a rescue, at this point I tried to dissociate myself from him as much as possible but the girls immediately caught on that he was with me, so the energy of the conversation instantly turned sour, and there's no way in hell I'm about to stay in a set of legitimately pissed off girls. I walk back into the club with PUAno0b giving him the death glare the entire time. Sees HBslut sitll in the same corner but making out with some 40 year old in a yellow polo shirt. Laughs to myself and thanked god I didn't try to hook up with her. By this point, my frame for the club: complete shit-hole. Walked on to the dance floor, saw the bodybuilders in a cornder and they waved us over. Joined up with them and started talking about weight lifting. They didn't really speak English, but were very friendly and are also on steroids. Which was even more intriguing to me because these guys were REALLY friendly even for guys that aren't shooting testosterone up the ass. We talked for a good 20 minutes, sees a two set on an elevated bar area near by. HB8 and HB8.5. My energy level at this point was pretty much completely gone, so I felt almost an AA when i thought about opening them. When I realized this, I decided now I HAD to open them, me with AA? wtf is that! Opened the two girls, they were very receptive. HB8 kept kinoing me, but she looked a bit older up close, and her friend the HB8 was a blond and up close: 8.5 so I wanted her. Unfortunately, the PUA gods were not smiling down on me on this particular saturday night. HB8 was fascinated by me, and HB8.5 didn't speak English. As a cruel joke of the gods, HB8.5 doesn't even act disinterested as I'm chatting up HB8, instead she asks for TRANSLATION for what I said and was genuinely VERY interested. Ohh well, some things just aren't meant to be. I wished the girls a pleasant evening and moved on. At this point, I've pretty much opened every set in the club under the age of 30 and above the HB rating of 6, so there was really nothing left here. I tried looking for the guys, but not even the 30-35 year olds Maxim tried to close knew where he was (ohh and earlier he tried to have me wing him on a 32 year old HB4 while he attempts a takeaway with her 30 year old HB5 friend... fuck that I'm not making that kind of sacrifice especially when all I want is to bounce from here). After walking around a bit, I realized that I've lost PUAno0b, Maxim, my first set, and not even HBslut was at her post that so steadily provided me amusement, so I decided to see if they're outside. Outside the club, I came across Maxim making out with some girl, so I was like, YES! good job man, at least the night wasn't for naught. Walked a bit closer and Maxim moves his face out of the light that was blocking the girls face, and there she was, our trusty HBslut. Didn't want to bust his bubble, I walked on and behold, PUAno0b was sitting next to him entertaining a 38 year old HB0 and what could only have been her daughter, HB6. Started talking to HB6 for a bit, got no interest, and I wasn't about to expend my precious energy in my tired state to entertain some HB6 and her mother, so I pretty much kept the chit chat down to a minimum. Overall the night sucked, and in comparison to my last club night http://wwv.themysterymethod.com/forum/showthread.php?t=43686 , where I landed 3 K close and a blowjob, this night was a joke.

OK. this post was so horribly written I've decided to grammar check it now... After staying out until 7:30 am yesterday, I really wasn't planning on clubbing today but I promised two Dutch PUAs (Martin and Hank) that I'd go do some club games with them tonight and my buddy Twitchy said he wanted in too so I figured, since I can probably still get back by 2 or 3 am, I wouldn't be in that rough of a shape. The night started off at the beerhall (as usual) and we're all just drinking and shooting the breeze to our customary liter of beer before heading out to the Max Suite. As soon as we got the the club, Twitchy tells me that he's gotta go home because this HB5 (but we'll call her HB15 because I'm convinced she's either 14 or 15 years old but claims she was 16) that he brought along wants to fuck so my plan of returning home at any reasonable hour is instantly shot. Since I have made prior morning plans for the next day, I literally had to take a chick home in order to get any sleep, so I'm fucked if I close, and I'm fucked if I don't close(in the sense that I'm stranded in the city until the first train home at 5am). Martin, Hank, and I walk into Max suite and it was more empty than Twitchy's tank of moral reservoir so we decided to jet. Walked a little way down the street and came across a bar with a maximum of three sets. Decided to stop in, get a drink, and plot our next destination. While we were drinking, I walked around and opened the two sets that had girls in it and while I was opening them, I opened the other two set of guys, and got invited to go clubbing with the girls at the "Milk Bar", a popular college club on Wednesday nights, so the guys and I decided to grab a cab and check it out. By the time we got to the "Milk Bar" we saw that there was a line of roughly 20 people outside waiting to get in so it's looking promising. As I'm waiting in line, I grabbed one of the girls that got opened from the bar we were at and started opening everyone in line starting from the beginning by asking them how long they've been waiting for/if they know if its good inside...etc. When I got back to my buddies at the back of the line, two HB8's were standing behind us chatting amongst themselves so being the obnoxious prick that I am, I interrupted their conversation to introduce this chubby AFC (we'll call him AFCsuit) that decided to tag along with us from the bar we just came from, but since he was a complete AFC but kind enough to pay for our cab fare, I figured I'd get him some play too. The girls were instantly hooked and started asking me where I was from, what I was doing in Germany, will I dance with them after we get in... and by now the bouncer was ready to let my boys and me in so I walk in with my buddies while the girls got stopped by the bouncer (sucks for them). Got in the club, AFCsuit paid the cover, even though I offered to pay him back but w/e free entrance. Made a circle around the place (it was freaking packed as hell) and decided to open a cute HB7.5 brunette (We'll call her HBgoodhead) as a warmup set. Instant hook. We talk for 10 minutes. We started grinding. Kiss closed. Asked her, "shouldn't you be getting back to your friends?" as a false disqualifier that I was hoping to shift into a pull, but she went, "yeah I probably should, I'm such a bad host" (turned out her buddies from out of town were here to visit her) so I told her I had to go find my crew too so we parted. Found my guys standing around watching the interaction so I opened a 3 set (3 sisters...actually) 2 blondes and 1 with black hair, but oddly 1 of the blond was the twin of the dark haired girl (I couldn't believe it but apparently it's true) and they were HB8, HB7.8 and HB7.5 so it was hardly a bad family set. I started negging the HB8 about standing next to a wall (shows you how little content counts in this game) while Hank worked the HB 7.8 and Martin went to work on HB7.5, it was the perfect solution. Unfortunately HB7.5 wasn't biting so she tells my target to go pee with her... after a bit of convincing my targeted agreed to go, but HB7.8 Hank was with decided to stay, so 2 of the girls left, and Martin and I decided to give Hank some alone time and we walked off. Opened another HB8 in red that was pulled in by my spiffy Bavarian hat, but apparently it's a spectacle because I'm Asian and oddly enough I'm actually pulling off the peacocked look. Kissed closed in about 5 minutes because the interaction started with very heavy kino. Made another round around the club, opened every guy that eye contacted me with a pat on the shoulder or some words of encouragement to get a woman/drunk/dance and noticed that the 2 sisters have returned from the restroom and Hank needs some winging so we returned to the 3 set. Started talking to both HB7.5 as well as my original target the HB8 but not even 2 minutes pass before my first set HBgoodhead pops up and starts kinoing me and asks me how I'm doing, while I felt obligated to wing my buddy, I felt more obligated to escalate HBgoodhead further, so I decided to attempt a pull and brought her outside. Once we got outside the club, I immediately started searching for a dark corner, but the most isolated spot I found was on a semi secluded flight of stairs with a street lamp in the middle of it. Since I had to work with what I got, I settled for the location, talked to HBgoodhead for about another 10 minutes, started making out with her again, got my first blow job since my arrival in Germany a week ago, and just chilled there for another good 10 minutes. Since her out of town buddies were staying with her, a pull back to her place wouldn't have been possible so I took her number down and went back inside to meet up with my buddies. Went back to the 3 sister set. Started working the HB8 and HB7.5 again while Hank tries to isolate the HB7.8. We're dancing and all the guys at this point are rather curious to see what I'm up to because in the course of the hour at the club, I've walked into 3 of the hottest sets and seemed to have been relatively successful, and at the same time, I'm parading these girls around to meet other people for DHV and a funny looking asian kid with a peacocked Bavarian hat is hardly difficult to spot when he's in perpetual company of a different blond every 10 minutes. At this point, a friend of my second kiss close (KC) runs up, grabbed my hat, and started walking away thinking I'd chase her but instead I just re-opened her two friends and started kinoing them while she walked away. No worries, while she has my hat, I have her 2 HB8 blond friends...not too bad of a trade. Hung around for a bit and decided I wasn't really digging the two girls so I went back to the sister set once again to entertain HB8 and HB7.5 while Hank is still trying to work up to a pull. I danced a bit with the two sisters and started them with lets make funny faces at the guys that are checking us out routine, and was just having a laugh at the poor smucks that were sulking around us not making a move to approach the girls even though the two of them were left mostly unatteneded. Some HB9 comes grinding up on me had her arms tangled closely around me before I turned around to realize that what I thought was an HB8 from waiting in the line outside was actually a hot as shit HB9 with a smoking body, nice firm tits, very defined ass, slender but well toned back,and a very very cute face when she wasn't wearing her hat. We danced for a bit, kissed closed, number closed, dumped her back on her girl friends, started them making out with each other, and Martin asked me what did do to initiate the make out and how did I swap myself out and start the girl on girl, I wasn't even sure because all I did was pushed her away from me, pointed to the girl next to us, and told her to kiss her. It was pretty hot. The club photographer saw the whole thing and wanted to get a picture of me, so I grabbed HB9 back and had some pictures taken. The HB8 from KC#2 comes up at this point and asks if I wanted to go out on deck to dance with her because apparently the sun is rising soon and it was going to be amazing, but I was tired so I told her to go on first and I'll join her in a bit. The 3 sister set decided they were too tired so they left, and I was tired as shit by this point too so we gathered up the boys and jetted too *from the opposite side HBsunset was waiting. Overall, I think the night was pretty entertaining, I pushed myself through the kiss close sticking point which has been bugging me for a good while, and realized that club game is actually a lot more entertaining than street or bar games. Either that, or because I was motivated to seek a place to crash for the night, I was on a higher level of game. Not sure, but the night went pretty smoothly with 0 shoot downs and an ass load of sets opened. Cheers, Mage

A couple weeks ago, I watched a video on youtube entitled "How to Lord a Club" and my initial impression of it was: That's completely bull, it'll never work. You can find the video here and decide for yourself. Tonight however, I just disproved myself for how very wrong I was. The posse for the night included Me (Mage), PUAno0b, my buddy "Twitchy" (his contacts were bugging the hell out of his left eye so he kept scratching it), and Twitchy's AFC buddy. We started the night off drinking at the Hofbrauhasue (they have amazing beer there) and moved on to some party sponsored by the Munich surf shops at Zerwirk(sp) in some used to be royal family servant quarter building thing... Anyway, we walked into the "beach party" and instantly realized that it was far from what one would imagine from a beach party. It was a fairly small room with a DJ and is about as identical from any other club parties in Munich as you can possibly get. As soon as we walked in however, a guy I opened at another club a couple days ago (AFCchubby) instantly recognized me and started chatting me up. I noticed that he was with a HB6 so I signaled the rest of the guys to move in while I chatted up AFCchubby, who turned to be at the club with his own group of friends (consisted for 3 girls and 2 guys including himself, but the friend I kissed closed the other night wasn't there so I wasn't too interested). Our AFC buddy started chatting the girl AFCchubby was with and they moved on to the dance floor so my job there was done there and I move on. As I'm trying to motivate the rest of the guys to follow the lead of our AFC buddy, I spot a 5 set involving a solid HB8 (HBblonde), 3 of her friends (HB6-7) and some dude that seems to be with one of her HB7 friends. I moved into the set by first negging the party saying how it's nothing like a beach party, and my target and her friends immediately starts explaining that it actually wasn't a beach party but was sponsored by the local surf shop and is promoted by some trendy magazine. After making fun of the idea of a surf shop in Munich for a bit (if you know your geography, you wouldn't have been able to resist this urge either) I started moving into comfort with HB8 because she was clearly interested in me. We talked for about 15 minutes, moved further into comfort, she started telling me about what she was doing next year (babysitting in London as an exchange student) and how she really enjoys traveling, likes kids... bla bla bla, I saw every indication that we were in comfort because 1: I've essentially had her in my arms since I got to the club because the music was loud, 2: She kept leaning in whenever she wanted to say something or I said something, 3: I've been holding her hand since I moved into the set. But when I started negging her about how she's only coming to clubs to stand rather than dance, and moved my hands down to try to guide her hips to dance, I felt that she was a little uncomfortable. She didn't retreat or anything, but she just wasn't responding in a comfortable manner. I picked up on this, and almost immediately lost my interest for her and told her that she's not enough of a party animal for me so I had to go meet up with my friends now and if she so happens to be partying like an animal by the time I see her again, I might stop by and talk to her again, and on that note I exited the set after a 15 minute isolated chat. SO guys, if you have any advice as to what I should/could have done to improve the situation, feel free to holler.Anyway, for the rest of the night, I walked around the club opening everyone that makes eye contact with me with a quick word and a handshake. Saw a 5 set of girls dancing together and a ring of guys around them so I tried getting our PUAno0b buddy to go on in, but he claimed he didn't know how so I just walked into the center with my hands in the air, danced for two seconds, and told the group that men, in general, are intimidated by beautiful girls that dance exclusively in close proximities and if they wanted more approaches, they should instead face outwards in their ring or dance apart. They laughed and started bantering me by saying if that were true, how come I'm not shy... bla bla bla they were interested so we talked for a couple minutes but talking to 5 German girls is like trying to command the attention of a tank of ferrets with ADD so I soon exited the set and walked on. After about 45 minutes in the club, I've opened roughly 35 people so just about everywhere we walked there was someone within earshot that I've already opened so I started high-fiving these guys and got a lot of curious eye contacts from the people around them so I opened them too. Now, at this point, I feel that I should mention the club was HOT AS SHIT. None of the windows were opened so the place was essentially a steam room powered by 150-200 sweating bodies. Thus the decision to maximize my comfort was quickly reached and we moved the posse outside to get some air. As soon as we got outside, the bouncer followed me out and asked me if I called him a nigger in a rather threatening manner. I thought he was kidding, but apparently not so I had to re-frame him and guided him to the conclusion that I'm a friend of his people, and explained that I was from America and that I am a minority myself so it is illogical that I would make such derogatory comments. He was rapidly neutralized, chatted me up for a bit and I patted him on the back before walking on. Outside the club, we came across another blond and her friends that "Twitchy" and I opened two days back at another club and the blond made some comment about my hat and told me she brought with her a couple friends and they're really nice so I should talk to them and be nice to them...hmm... and to my buddy Twitchy, she told him that the other friend (that was originally Twitchy's target at the other club) was also here, but we didn't see her all night. Walked around outside a bit to cool off, a couple of the sets that I've opened inside started coming out for air as well so I got re-opened by 2 or 3 sets and started talking with those guys. Couple wave of girls walked by and probably saw me opening sets inside the club so they also stopped by to chat us up, and some random people on the streets that were just drinking outside the club saw me chatting up just about every set that were outside so they started chatting me up too. Withing 10 minutes of being outside, all 7 or 8 sets that were outside making drinking/smoking/passing by got opened so as soon as another group of people came outside, the first thing they saw was a funny looking Asian kid with a Bavarian peacocked hat talking to everybody so naturally they walked towards the direction of the conversation and either talked with the set I was in or a set I've already opened so talking to them was incredibly easy. Went back inside the club, now roughly 80% of the club has either been opened by me or has been in close enough proximity to me opening a set that they heard my conversations so random guys started coming up to cheering me with their drinks or for a handshake and the girls were probably wondering why is everyone talking to this funny looking Asian kid, and the ones that I've opened didn't even hesitate when it came to walking over and chatting me up so I just kept walking around the club and was essentially talking none stop. Unfortunately, I didn't really see anyone that was particularly interesting, or that I devoted too much energy to opening the club up as a whole so I couldn't find anyone I personally wanted to target and take home. The rest of the night consisted of walking around, getting opened by random sets, having girls play with my hat and telling me I really pull off the bavarian hat look, getting my picture taken by the club photographer and me randomly grabbing the nearest girl to be in the picture with me and what not. Overall, I'd say the night was pretty solid, but since I'm really new to the whole club game(or PUA thing in gneral), I didn't know what was the best thing to do, so I just kept doing what seemed entertaining, and that was just talking to everybody and creating desire for people to come talk to me. Next step on my agenda is isolation and escalation with a specific target though, so I think that's going to be my goal for next week: Pick any girl in the club and kiss close her. P.S I didn't get a call from HBfashion, the HB8 PUAsurfer and I opened on the street two days ago that showed great promise in wanting to club with me tonight, but screw that, I got an entire club rocking my vibes. Cheers, Mage

No, but I might just say fuck it and lay close her in the Hofbrauhause bathroom next time I see her, ionno they do have a lot of securities there... You back in Munich? I think we're going out starting from 9ish tonight if you want to join us

Actually, I've been pretty shy all my life. To my close friends that I open up to, I have no problem dominating conversations and making myself entertaining, but I tend to be very closed off to strangers. Because of that, I realized that although I go out every weekend in the U.S, I never really have any fun. When my buddy "Twitchy" told me about The Game I simply thought it'd be an interesting read and picked it up. That's when I decided what you guys do as PUA is a lot of fun and thought I'd try it out too. This is my first week sarging, and I'm loving it. The crowds are all super receptive and barring the occasional stuck up girls that don't speak English or are not confident enough of their abilities, I have received nothing but positive encounters. Out of the 100(rough estimate) people I opened this week, only 2 at most 3 refused to talk to me. The change was definitely initiated by the PU community. So far, I'm just chilling here in Munich for the month before my final year of college starts in September so I'm going out just about every night and I've made it a habit to eye contact everybody facing me and open them if I find them attractive. It's actually surprisingly easy.

Hey guys, I'm Mage and I'm new to the community as a whole but more so the Munich community so please bear with me. This afternoon, I've had my first PUA encounter on the streets of Munich, and I've got to say, we have a great crowd here. Since I'm not that familiar with the community, feel free to throw your hand up if you were with me for this afternoon session and by all means fill in whatever blanks I may have left out. So here goes. First time doing day game! Walked around Munich with a PUA I just met by the fountain, lets call him PUASurfer, and right off the bat I decided he was an interesting person to hang out with. We walked around a little looking for sets, but the streets were pretty crowded and we were more interested in the initial introductory phase guys go through when they meet someone that shares a hobby with them so we weren't trying that hard to find sets. We talked a little about NLP and I demonstrated it by re-framing his belief in God. It was pretty cool. Anyway, we passed the fountains a couple times, didn't see anything interesting other than a couple under aged Turkish girls so I we just kept walking. After about 15 minutes of walking around, I decided it was time to get down to business so I just randomly grabbed a two set that was coming in my direction, we'll call them HB5=HBbbc and HB6=HBsilent. [bBC=big black cock] Mage: Hey, you guys look like you're locals *pause, are you guys from around here? HBbbc: Yeah we're from munich bla bla bla Mage: Cool, so do you guys happen to know when that giant beer hall place in town opens(Hofbrahause (sp))? HBbbc: I'm not sure, but I think it's already open, it's 5:30pm Mage: Really? It's already open? Wow, you Germans sure don't wait to get your crunk on when it comes to getting smashed 2 set laughs, embulance passes by Mage: Looks to PUAsurfer: Hey look! she has a British accent, that's so adorable! HBbbc: laughs/embarassedl; qualifies herself and tells us her boyfriend is from south Africa so she picked up the accent from him We talked for another 5 minutes, mostly making negging German drinking habits, and decided to move on. She told us she worked at some Irish pub down the street and we should check it out later. Walked away Set 2: PUAsurfer actually opened this set while we were by the fountain, HB8, and we shall call her HBfashion. PUAsurfer: Hey do you know of any good clubs around here in Munich? HBfashion: I don't go out a lot around here so I don't really know Mage: Wait, you don't go out? Then what do you do all weekend, just study? You're such a DORK! HBfahsion: tries to qualify and finally: ohh wait I did get this invitation to this beach party thing while i was shopping, let me see if i can find it... Mage: Shopping you say... you're such a chick! So what did you get? *both HBsurfer and I started rummaging through her bag finding bikini's and flipflops and some random shit Mage: So you were pretty much just accessorizing yourself for this beach party then huh? How are the beach parties here in Germany? Is it going to be one of those parties where the guys just show up and immediately strip down to their boxers and dance around like idiots? HBfashion: no no no, this is Germany, guys don't get naked Mage: That's not true, I was at a club last night and guys in uber tight shorts (lederhosen (sp)) got onto a table, took off their shirts and danced there all night HBfashion: omg ha ha ha yeah that place near ostbanhof is so sketchy...etc etc... you should go to some bar called 089, that's the area code for Munich too... Conversation continues, turned out she studies Fashion, she's waiting for a friend, and was going to go for a drink and told us (me and PUAsurfer) that we should go to a beer garden or something with them. At this point, another PUA that was originally with us decided to walk into our set and started talking to PUAsurfer, we'll call him PUAno0b. Since PUAsurfer introduced himself as a tourist from LA and PUAno0b walked in speaking German, talking to PUAno0b would have blown us out and I could already tell HBfashion was a little weirded out by the entrance of PUAno0b, so we immediately had to AMOG him and told her we didn't know this kid, he was probably just coming up to hit on her or something. At this point, I was ready to bounce so I told HBfashion I had to meet my parents for dinner and if she's sure she wants to club with us tomorrow, I'll take her number. Number closed HBfashion, HBfashion's friend, PUAno0b, and PUAsurfer. Now I'm about to head out for some night street/club games and see what the city has to offer. Ciao