Wednesday, December 29, 2010

Disney's Beauty And The Beast - An Interpretation

Disney's Beauty and the Beast.
A cute love story for children or a fable illustrating the mechanics of evolutionary psychology and game? Why the fuck am I thinking about this, anyway? Well, my buddy Razael saw the movie recently and told me his interpretation. Which is: Gaston as Alpha, getting shit on by Disney's writers and the Beta Beast's behavior is pedestalized. Raz and I see eye to eye on a lot of things but, after thinking about it a little too much, I see this one differently.

This post will rely heavily on The Rawness and Roissy's blog in general.

Quick synopsis:
Belle lives in town and is inundated with propositions from guys, most notably, Gaston. Belle brushes off Gaston in favor of the Beast. They all live happily ever after. Except Gaston. Who's dead.

How did the Beast come to be?
He was a dick. A grade 'A' asshole. A good assumption is that, as a human prince (or king or rich dude), he was too Alpha and, as society has checks and balances on rogue Alphas, someone put a curse on him, turning him into the Beast.

Why do I think Gaston is the Beta?
Gaston has one-itis for Belle. Gaston becomes a great hunter, skilled at everything, and good looking. He thinks that's enough to pull quality women. Using his accomplishments as evidence, Gaston tries to logically persuade Belle that she should like him because they're a perfect match. Obviously, for anyone privy to such information, attraction is NOT a choice. The fact that he doesn't know this, coupled with his persistence and bragging (which is a demonstration of low self esteem), is like wearing an air raid siren around his neck that screams, "I'M A LOSER! I'M A LOSER!" He professed his attraction for her before she was attracted, which pushed her away.

This reminds me of a guy I know who lifts. He's like a brick shit house and owns a brand new Camaro. He had a cute girlfriend for a couple weeks, but she ditched him because he told her he loved her. AFTER ONLY A COUPLE WEEKS. Smooth.

It matters shit to women what you can do, what you own, or what you look like if you have abysmal game, like Gaston. He puts all his eggs into the basket of style while his substance is malnourished. His form is a bat, his function is a noodle. Like MC Escher, he looks great on paper, but doesn't stand up to the laws of nature.
(yeah, I know someone's gonna think, "but I know a guy like him that pulls". well, you're missing something. look closer.)

In the end, his frustration with her refusal to acknowledge his awesomeness culminates into the ultimate fit of Beta Rage, when Gaston leads a mob to kill The Beast.

What does the Beast have?
Belle is not interested in Gaston who, although attractive, is still a lowly hunter. She knows her sexual market value is high, therefore, entitlement complex active, she keeps her options open. And who does she find? The Beast. Now here's a quality guy. Ugly. Unkempt. Asshole. Not even human. But she 'falls' for him anyway. And why? Hypergamy. A woman's intrinsic drive to marry/date someone of higher status/value. His looks were shit, but he had MONEY. Lots of it. He had status as king, with servants, and a GIGANTIC FUCKING CASTLE. That's what we call a DHV. And it's not like he was at a bar and said, "I have a big castle, can I buy you a drink?". No. She 'stumbled' upon it, the way a woman is supposed to 'stumble' upon a DHV. Once a woman finds out about your DHV, then she'll ask you all about it and you can give her a 'tour' of your 'castle'. Belle's panties were practically saturated when the Beast took her to his library.

The plot is a standard love triangle, which often ends in someone's death. If you look at love triangles a little closer, I think you'll find most involve a woman, an alpha male, and a beta male.

This movie is an example, albeit fictional, of a woman going for the Alpha and shunning the beta. She wants the Alpha's children, who evolutionarily will have an advantage, but wants to make sure he's not gonna just skip out on her for higher value pussy. That would be unsuitable for the long term, so she sets out to Beta-ize him, make him dependent on her. He's more than happy to quell his Alpha characteristics (at least on the surface) to nail a girl in the prime of her sexual value. I mean how old is she anyway? 13.. 16..? I'll just say younger than 20.

Notice the order of love/attraction difference between Gaston and the Beast:
When Gaston is first, Belle is NEVER, and Belle is disgusted.
When Belle is first, Beast is SECOND, and Belle's love deepens.
NEVER say it first... if ever.

Final Analysis:
Gaston: persistent orbiter
Beast: asshole/aloof game


Sunday, December 26, 2010

Orlando Lay Report Conclusion

Continued from:
Orlando Day 2 F-Close Lay Report LR
and Orlando Trip: Success
and Text Game for Orlando HBTally

Arrive at the hotel.
We go straight to the room. She jumps on the bed, I take her clothes off and we make sweet love. Nothing out of the ordinary, except she was ridiculously loud. I seriously thought we were waking everyone up. It was like 2am at this point, and during the day I could easily and clearly hear people talking in the adjacent rooms. Afterward, we took a shower together.

Again, nothing really significant, except the night before I imagined how I would like this night to go. Simple really. I wanted to meet up with her, take her back to the hotel, bang, and then take a shower together. And that was exactly what happened. When I pictured it the day before, it was vivid. So either I'm psychic, or my goal was so concrete in my mind that I was able to make a reality.

After showering, we lay naked in bed. I left the tv on and I drifted in and out of sleep. I have no idea how I did this, considering how tired I was, but I was able to get up at 5am, 2 hours later on the dot, get dressed and out the door to catch the shuttle to the airport.

She put her same clothes back on, all decked out for clubbing. When we walked through the lobby, a bunch of my colleages were hanging out waiting for the shuttle and watching us. I'm sure some of them thought I picked up a hooker.

We walked outside, kissed goodbye, and I got on the shuttle bus.
She got a cab. Cost $40 for her to get back to her hotel.

The shuttle ride was so long that I was sweating bullets, wondering if I was going to make it to my flight. The security line was mad long. I got stopped when I went through security and had to wait for someone to check my DVD player. I didn't even put my belt on or lace my shoes, just ran for the gate as they were closing the door.

Next day texting:
HBTally: Oh shit. I'm back at my hotel. My friend isn't here! Not answering her phone either. Well the driver this a.m. was hilarious. He assured me I did NOT look conspicuous. Hope you get some rest. Had fun last night.

ME: Yeah, but what do cabbies know? ;) Glad you had fun. I had a great time, too. Barely made it to the plane, like a second to spare. Took my seat and passed out.

HBTally: Omg I didn't know you were so late. Sorry! I slept a little. Luckily I can still shop. Damn...sure wish we had a little more time this a.m... ;)

<<< no response after this. broke contact. >>>

I got a text from Jxx the following week: "Next year I'll roll with your plan. We can get some numbers Fri and then take our pick Sat night."

Smart man.

Thursday, December 23, 2010

Text Game for Orlando: HBTally

My Text
HBTally Text

Hey, It was great meeting you last night. I'm in meetings until 5 and looking for something to do later. What are you up to?
- Pulsotic

Shopping until I can't stand it anymore. Such torture. Blue Martini tonight.

Hope you're behaving yourself, shoppin nut. I'm goin swimming at the hotel around 6. Heated pool and hot tub. You should come join me.
6? Ha! I'll be shopping 'til 8. Still have to go to other mall. Pool & hot tub sound good though. You should meet me @ Blue Mart tonight.

My buddy from last night said Blue Martini is a cool place so I think we'll meet you there. Text me when you're leavin.
Ok. Have fun in the hot tub. No drunken naked pictures. Well... if they're artistic... ;)

Not drunk enough for sexting. 2 more beers. How'd you know I'm an artist?
I knew you were an artist because I'm a psychic. Didn't I mention that? Anyway, I'm ready & waiting for my friend. I'll text when we actually leave.

We're finally on the way. (9:20pm)

Just got back from dinner. We'll be leaving in 10.

We're here.
At back bar.

(continues into previous post at Blue Martini)

Wednesday, December 22, 2010

Not important. Seriously. Don't read this.

Ok, gotta admit, this post is bullshit. Just trying to see what hits I get for this post. No other reason. Comment if you think that's fucked up and I can personally tell you to fuck off. Thanks, enjoy.

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Monday, December 20, 2010

Orlando Day 2 F-close Lay Report LR

Continued from Orlando Trip: Success.

End of Set 3.
As I'm chatting with HBTally, Jxx and Txx turn around and see me talking to this chick. Ok, I have to admit, I was showing off a little. Jxx, who doesn't actively sarge, was kinda shocked that I was already talking to a hot chick so soon after entering the venue. We're talking 15 seconds soon. He had a look of surprise, that said, "Whoa, how'd you do that? What about me?" And Txx, the girl we were with, had a slightly dejected surprised look that said, "Aww man, he's talking to another girl already? We just got here."

So they come over and tell me they're gonna get a drink. HBTally already has one so I don't have to worry about appearing cheap to her by not buying her a drink. I tell my friends, "I'll buy your drinks. Can you get me a beer?" And then I hand Txx a bunch of cash. It was my turn to buy the round anyway, but HBTally didn't know that. She just thought I threw money around and didn't care.

They come back with the drinks and HBTally asks me to come look for her friend, who's been gone a while. We walk together around the club, talking. We get to the other side where another bar is and some douche stands in her way and says, "Hey baby." She pushes him aside and we walk to a lounge area.

*** BTW, I do NOT walk behind like a puppy dog when I'm with a woman. I know you've seen it before where the girl drags her man around the place by the hand and he follows. I do NOT allow a woman to treat me like that. If a woman tries to lead, I will do one of a couple things. I'll either deliberately go in another direction and make her work for my attention. Or I'll drop her hand and walk slowly so she has to wait for me, while I look around the room (anywhere but in her direction). And then follow up with a reframe to establish dominance. This is where Mystery's line works really well. "Look around at all the women looking at us. They are so jealous of you." Combined with dominant body language and physically moving her, the dynamic is back in my favor.

In the lounge area, we're sitting next to each other and reciprocating IOI's and kino. The night was almost up when we got to the last bar and we had about 3 minutes from sitting at the lounge until we had to leave.

We walked out and my friends were outside where we met up with her friend and her friend's guy. I had her friend's guy take a picture of me and HBTally. I sent it to her phone and we made plans to hook up the following night at Blue Martini. The walk back to the car was like a half mile and the only way to go, so we all walked as a group. This place was kinda cool too. It had Jetsons walkways the length of a football field. We hugged and said goodbye. #close.

Blue Martini
Jxx and I roll in. The guy in front of us gets turned away 'cuz he doesn't have a button up shirt. Who rolls into a night club wearing a T-shirt? Oh yeah, Tourists [roll eyes] This place is poppin'. Beautiful people everywhere. I knew if HBTally didn't pan out I'd be in another quality set no problem. This place IS tough, however. Especially if you're new to it. Cockblocks are everywhere and AMOG's are a REAL threat, so you have to know how to handle it.

I get a text that HBTally and her friend are in the back bar. (There's four bars.) We wade through the crowd and I spot them. Great place at the bar, but some guys are chatting them up. We roll up and I hug them both, hand on her back as I chat and pull her away from the competition. They gladly oblige. Then I moved HBTally away from the bar and took her spot so I could lean back and see the rest of the room. We have light fluff talk and I start a thread on how bad most of the guys' game is here. This lead to her telling me a story:

A half hour before we arrived, she's on the dance floor with her girlfriend and some Beta sheepishly approaches her and asks to buy her a drink. She says, "I'm already drinking one." He says, "Oh, ok" and goes back to his friends 20ft away with his head down and they loudly make fun of him.

I make fun of her for this of course. Right after she tells me this story, some dude bumps into me from behind. Kind of a nudge. I glance at him over my shoulder and size him up immediately. Taller than me, 6'2", wearing a bright blue T-SHIRT! Why wasn't he turned away? While he was getting a drink at the bar, he was leering at the four of us, either getting ready to open while we were there, or waiting for Jxx and I to leave. We're not going anywhere, so I move over, giving up my place at the bar in favor of physically blocking him from our set. A minute later he gives up and walks away.

ME: "Did you see that loser?"
HBTally: "Yeah, he was trying to talk to us earlier."

It's getting crowded in this area so we decide to move to the outside bar. I take her hand and lead her. Jxx isn't into her friend but, awesome guy he is, he hangs with her for me. So we get spots at the outside bar and Jxx opens a 2set next to us. He's locked in, but the food they ordered arrives and he bounces. (later I texted him that they were alone and DTF, but he was already in another set that was paying off)

HBTally says something about eating dinner twice. I said, "Great, I'm hanging out with a Hobbit." Her friend snorts and laughs uncontrollably. Too much laughter for the joke, so it almost felt like she was making fun of me, but I think she's just not used to people like me. Thinking back now, I don't remember ever saying anything directly to HBTally's friend. That probably made her WANT to talk to me, especially while seeing how much fun HBTally was having. So final analysis of her friend: she was acting like a school girl.

Jxx finally rolls off after HBTally's friend goes to the bathroom. In isolation with HBTally I ramp up the kino and get her to buy me a drink by saying, "I'll get the next one." (now she's got actual money invested in me, not just time)

I mention something about the dance floor being packed and she says, "Oh, you want to dance? OK." Yeah, sometimes women aren't that subtle. I lead her to the dance floor and, packed as it was, commenced my Bump'n Grind game. Kino transitioned to a makeout nearly instantly. Anyone who's done this knows how easy it is so I won't pat my own back too hard.

While we were 'dancing', some lumpenprole with Betarage started a fight at the edge of the dancefloor. 5 bouncers started pushing people back. With the dancefloor mission accomplished I felt I could pull back a little, so we went back to the outside bar and got seat. More fluff/comfort. She knew I was from out of town, as was she, so from here on out, it's 'Don't Fuck Up' game.

We needed drinks. I went to the bar for another round. As I got up I told her, "Are you going to behave yourself? You know, I can't leave you alone for two seconds before some loser tries to pick you up." I'm gone for about TWO SECONDS, seriously... TWO SECONDS! and I look over and some loser is chatting her up. He's completely oblivious to her body language, which is telling him to 'Fuck off'. I'm not threatened at all, just watching the interaction, waiting for the drinks. Drinks come and I walk over to the table, sit down next to HBTally and whisper in her ear, "Look at you, you're like a loser magnet." She laughs.. LOUD. The guy starts looking confused, like he doesn't know what to do, but is still sitting at the table next to HBTally. He asks her, "Is this your boyfriend?" She doesn't respond. He asks me, "What's up, man?" and hold out his hand to shake. I ignore him and keep chatting with HBTally. He looks around for a second and then gets up and leaves.

A LOT of guys think that when someone talks to you, you must acknowledge them. Wrong. If I had responded to the D-bag it would have made me look BAD. Remember, I'm on 'Don't Fuck Up' game. It would have signaled weakness and she would have started reevaluating my value and her willingness to put out. Instead, I showed her that I'm not threatened by other guys and I don't even consider them worthy of my attention. On top of that, he insulted me by moving in on my 'territory', so if I talked to him, it would have 'rewarded' rude behavior.

This is the first time I ran into something like this, but I didn't wing it. I read somewhere about Alpha and Beta lion. The Alpha is often threatened by a Beta coming into it's territory. The Beta will roar and threaten the Alpha. If the Alpha responds, there is usually a fight. If the Alpha ignores, the Beta usually goes away. I just put that to practice, and sure enough, he went away.

Fast forward a bit. HBTally's friend found some other guy again and was going back to his place. HB Tally invited me to her hotel, but I told her I needed to catch a plane in the morning so she should come back to my place. Jxx was drunk, so I drove his truck back to our hotel with HBTally in the back. On the way Jxx was telling me how he was making out with the DJ's girlfriend, which is why he didn't come back for the DTF 2set.

Next Post: Hotel, Airport, and Text Game.

Thursday, December 9, 2010

'Wisdom' of Orianthi

Orianthi's song 'According to You' is disguised as a love song for a new guy. But guess what? It's not. Let's look at what she's really saying...

Orianthi - "According to You"
According to you I'm stupid, I'm useless
I can't do anything right
According to you I'm difficult, hard to please
Forever changing my mind
I'm a mess in a dress, can't show up on time
Even if it would save my life
According to you, according to you
(Her current guy is annoyed with her and not afraid to tell her.)

But according to him I'm beautiful, incredible
He can't get me out of his head
According to him I'm funny, irresistible
Everything he ever wanted
(Uh oh, here's where is gets interesting. She's telling her current guy about another guy that's lavishing her with attention and telling her all the things that he thinks she wants to hear.)

Everything is opposite, I don't feel like stopping it
So baby tell me what I got to lose
He's into me for everything I'm not
According to you
(Key Line: "Everything is opposite." This song is a great example of the Alpha/Beta male dichotomy and how each affect the female brain. "Don't feel like stopping it." Of course not, she's getting a TON of attention. She asks her current guy, "What do I have to lose?" which is her literally asking for a reason to stay.)

According to you I'm boring, I'm moody
And you can't take me any place
According to you I suck at telling jokes
'Cause I always give it away
I'm the girl with the worst attention span
You're the boy who puts up with that
According to you, according to you
(More of the same from 1st verse.)

But according to him I'm beautiful, incredible
He can't get me out of his head
According to him I'm funny, irresistible
Everything he ever wanted
(Wow, this part is really bad. The new guy is digging an early grave. He's basically told her that he'll do anything for her no matter what. An invite for treating him like shit.)

I need to feel appreciated
Like I'm not hated, oh no
Why can't you see me through his eyes?
It's too bad, you're making me decide
(Here it is, folks. In plain english. She's asking her current guy to be BETA. Typical woman trying to Betaize her Alpha. Take note, she doesn't actually say she's going to leave him.)

But according to me you're stupid, you're useless
You can't do anything right
(Fighting with your girlfriend is the quickest way to Gina Tingles.)

In the same way that some people see the glass half full vs. half empty, personal belief systems will color how we perceive the world around us. Most people in our society are heavily influenced by mainstream media and the memes they promote, so they'll invent a meaning that conforms to their beliefs. The idea most people will attach to this song is that she doesn't like the current guy anymore and is dumping him for the new guy.

But look closer. At no point does she say she's attracted to the new guy. She just says she likes what he says. The only mention of the new guy, the Beta, is what he said to her. Nothing about whether he was high value or that she liked him. In his own way, he's already told her that he will put up with whatever bullshit she gives him.

She is singing the song TO the current guy, not the new guy. If she can't stand him, why can't she keep her mind off him. In her mind, the Beta guy does not have enough value to warrant singing to.

The song is a BIG shit test for her ALPHA boyfriend. She's telling him that she's getting romantic invitations from another guy and asking her boyfriend to be more doting.

Don't get me wrong. There's nothing wrong with telling a girl you like/love her, but this Beta is going over the top with a girl that he hasn't even kissed.

BTW, he's probably going to get his ass kicked by her boyfriend.

Alpha tells her to fuck off and she says, "I wasn't serious. Please don't break up with me." Alpha says, "Ok, blow me and you can stay."
She does.

Razael Day 2 from Parking Lot #close

9:30pm date. He arrives at a bar across the street around 9:15 for a drink and to watch the game.
At 9:30 he gets a text, "Are you there?"
RAZ: "Not yet. 5 min."He waits 5 minutes then walks across the street. He sees her in her car and acts like he didn't notice and struts by her car like he owns the street. Soon as he sits down, he texts her, "I'm here."
HER: "On my way in."

She comes in the door and they immediately recognize each other. He thinks to himself, "Oh, she's not bad." She's dolled up and wearing heels. They exchange a friendly hug then sit down and start talking. Right away he negs her about all her questioning over text: "I forgot a pen so I can't fill out your background check paperwork." She laughed and hit him.
HER: "That night was hazy, I was just trying to find out about you."

It's now that he finds out she saw him walking by her car and smoking, because she asks how long he's been smoking. This is very early in the date for this, probably because she didn't think she could be attracted to a smoker because it's not on her 101 bullet point list of requirements. (credit Roissy reference)
RAZ: "Long enough that you're not gonna get me to quit."
HER: "Oh." (slightly embarrassed)
That stopped her inquiry about smoking.
HER: "Well, do you carry mints? Cuz if we kiss you''ll smell like smoke."
RAZ: "You mean WHEN we kiss."

So he's leaning back the whole time, sitting sideways (body pointed away from her) and turning his head to her. Cocky funny mixed with normal conversation and interuptions with gambits, e.g. "What's your 2nd favorite dinosaur?"
HER: "What's your job?"
RAZ: "Fake or real?"
HER: "Real."
RAZ: "Bible hermeneuticist."
HER: "What's that?"
RAZ: "You can spell etiquette but don't know what a hermeneuticist is?"

Light kino here and there, touched her hand for sec while talking, never leaned in. She was nervous and playing with menu, flipping it around.
RAZ: "Nervous?" (with a raised eyebrow)
She looks at him and throws it back over her shoulder playfully. Raz told me he got the feeling that she thought he was a point above her, because had cocky air, like he's awesome/ the best. She play hit him a lot. I told him to qualify after 3 IOI's but that was unnecessary because her IOI's were constant. Several times she alluded to seeing him again.

He got a second round at the bar. When he came back he sat right next to her. Most of the time he would ask her qualifiying questions and let her blab about herself.
RAZ: "Wow, you really like to talk about yourself, huh?"
(even though he asked)

She said she wanted to meet him because she was intrigued by his last text, the one with the 'another stalker' line. She said she thought to herself, "Who the fuck does he think he is?" She also mentioned that she never meets quality guys, and usually looks for older men because the guys her age are like overgrown kids. ie. not manly adults.

Another girl spilled a drink on her which killed the conversation for a bit, but the other chick bought her a drink. Raz commended her on how well she took it, a genuine IOI.

After an hour and a half of talking and three drinks, they call it a night. When they get outside, Raz looks at her, raises his eyebrow (he's very good at this, like the Rock) and pops a mint into his mouth. He walks her to her car with his arm around her and they make out before she goes home.

Textbook game. Did not go for full close due to logistics issue on Raz' part. This was his first day 2 since actively gaming and he found out that it was a lot easier than he thought it'd be. Much easier than the initial pickup because he felt he could lighten up, there were less shittests, and he had to put on less of a show (no dancing monkey). She was very receptive to everything he said, considering the alpha frame was already established. He felt like he had no doubts.

Originally he had the date setup, but he was feeling sick. He told me he didn't want to go and I think he may have been looking for an excuse to cancel. He said he thought it'd be too taxing and he was unsure about his abilities. As soon as the conversation started, however, he felt fine. Wasn't overthinking, just maintained frame and carried convo. He realized he had more to talk about than he thought, and he was better at it than he thought he'd be.

Wednesday, December 1, 2010

Raz' Parking Lot Game + Texts

Razael, New Wing, Me, and 'Brad' (a hopeless, lesser beta) are leaving the bar at the end of the night, walking back to our cars. We stop at the cars and are talking about the sets earlier. Brad, who got drunk, tries to sleep in a backseat.

While we're talking, a 2set walks by, laughing. Raz says, "Hey, this is a 'No Laughing Zone', ladies. You gotta keep it down." They laugh, I shout something to one of them as she's getting in her car 2 spots from us. The other walks another 5 spots to her car.

Everyone's getting in their cars and leaving, as Raz is going to his car, the girl further away is pulling out and stops next to him to ask him to take the club flyer off her windshield.

-- This was obviously calculated on her part. She wanted to talk to him
-- because it was the end of the night and she was going home alone,
-- possibly with no numbers and feeling bad because she didn't get as
-- much attention as usual. I assume this because she's leaving the bar
-- with a girlfriend and she stayed late.

RAZ: "What do I get out of this?"
HER: "A smile and thanks?"
RAZ: "Not good enough." He hands her his phone. "Here, pop your number in." She does and hands it back.
HER: "You're not gonna call me."
He calls her on the spot and leaves a message right in front of her.

His frame was spot on that night. I wouldn't have done anything really different. Maybe just personal style changes. But his text game is lacking, so the following Text Game is really me. There's only so much, "What should I text her, what should I text back?" that I can take before I just do it for him. I explain everything in the texts so he knows the reasons why. That way, he can write the texts for himself as he learns. Note: I told him what to write and he typed it.

RAZ: Hey, It was fun meeting you the other night, I would like to find out if you're more than just a pretty face. If you promise to behave, you should come out with me some time.
(he's a challenge. she might not be good enough)

(couple days later)
HER: Hey, I know you messaged me a while a go... Hope your holiday was good. Are you doing anything tonight? That night was definitely a little blurry to me. LOL
(she waited on purpose. she's trying to game, but not very well. 'blurry' line is typical for anti-slut defence. ignore it.)

RAZ: Look at you messaging people all late and all. While I was sleeping no less. I knew you were trouble.
(not acting like he's happy to hear from her. teasing.)

HER: What do you mean trouble? It was a busy week and hey, I messaged you back at least. Does the time really matter?
(her frame is typical. "I'm a woman. You should be happy to get anything.")

RAZ: Oh, it matters. Guess you think eddict need not apply to you, princess.
(calling her out on her entitlement. push her buttons a bit. no one talks to her like this.)

HER: What do you mean? Ettiquette? (she spelled it wrong, too) I'm confused. I just was saying hi last night, seeing if you're going out. As for the princess part, well, I like to be treated like one! LOL
(She's on the defensive. The 'LOL' is just like a real laugh: to diffuse tension. She's intrigued now, because he didn't break frame. No response to this text or tension would be broken. Text back later with tension still in play.)

(couple days later)
RAZ: Hey, I got stuff goin' on on Fri and Sat, can you get out on Thursday?
(Always be busy twice as much as you're free. Suggest a day so she meets on your terms.)

HER: Can I ask you two questions? How old are you? What's your last name? I might have asked the night we met, but definitely forget. Thursday could possibly work.
(As a rule, do not answer direct questions on the first time. Or ever if you can get away with it. Sometimes they're persistent. If answered age question, could be a reason for her to reject. Don't give any reason for an objection. If answer the last name question, you will be looked up on facebook or googled. 'Possibly' line translation: "I'm looking for a reason to say, NO.")

RAZ: Uh oh, you sound like another stalker. Do you know where Txxxxx is? We should get together for a drink, usually a safe bet, at about 9:30. And if we get along, maybe a second drink. And if you turn out to be a scary stalker, I can say, "Oh, hey, um, I just remembered I have to floss my cat." And we can call it a night.
(Make fun of her for asking the questions to avoid answering and mitigating further questioning. Stalker line presupposes there have been others and preselection by implication. 'Safe Bet' line to diffuse a woman's natural fear of meeting strangers. 'Get along' line suggests he's the selector and won't take just anything, i.e. he's giving her a shot. 'Cat flossing' is for humor and to say it's no big deal, no expectations.)

HER: LMAO! Sounds good. So if I have to all of a sudden wash my hair or take my dog to the vet, we can end it early :) As long as we are on the same page LOL LOL. But no last name?
(Home run with last text. She's sold so far. Her 'wash hair' and 'vet' comments are to reestablish herself as selector. Ignore them.)

RAZ: Ok, cool. See you then.
(Ignore her LOLs. Ignore her jokes. 'Bring the movies' style.)

Credit David DeAngelo for most of my text game. Check out this site for a David D classic.
Credit Roissy for some of my text game.

RAZ seems to lack confidence with Day2's, so I gave him a quick primer on what to do. His strength is Cocky/Funny, almost a pro at it. Weak at DHV's, qualifying, and plowing. No speed seduction patterns. Basically, he doesn't read up on it as much as he should if he wants real success. He seems to be just winging it like MacGruber. I just have to give him basics and he'll be fine.

1. C&F until get 3 real IOI's.
2. Switch to Qualify and stop C&F.
3. When she says something he genuinely approves of, reciprocate IOI's.
4. Kino escalation throughout.
5. Bounce after an hour at the lounge bar.
6. Always arm in arm while walking.
7. Txxxxx is a lounge bar so he can sit at the bar with her and then take her hand and lead her to the couches and vice versa.