FR: South Beach - April Fool's

a field report by Donjp. (view Donjp's blog)April 2, 2010

Hey guys, I guess I'll break the ice and post my first Field Report about my night with my buddy Chris in SoBe.

Chris is in the community though not on here. We both have been using elements of game in our own way, though only recently got together to actually go out and sargeLook up this term.

After meeting up on Lincoln Rd, Chris and I told each other some good stories to get into a positive mood, exchanged some openers so we were on the same page, and then decided to head out to some of the bars on Washington Ave. It was about midnight, and the crowds were not targetLook up this term rich, so we went to the Clevelander.

Entering the Clevelander, I saw a 2 setLook up this term standing by the bar two brunettes, about HB7 and HB8, I got eye contact so I went in.

Hey, your fly's open *smile*. (There was no fly) HB7 looks down anyway.

"No its not!" With a funny look on her face.

April Fool's!

She looks at me like I'm dumb, "Well it's the 2nd now" Technically true, it was 12:15 am.

Well I count it as the next day when I go to sleep, so I'm still right.

To HB8 "You're friend's math is a little fuzzy,"

HB7: "Well I'm still right, you just don't wanna admit it"

All right then, I'll give you this one (High five, then I transition into Rockstar Handshake from Pickup Labs).

I teach them the shake and HB8 claims it as her own. Very cool. However, they're still not hooked. I ask them a bit about where they're from, do the Best friends test, and then they just start getting cold. Chris comes by and "asks about Michelle", but they're not hooked and he sees it, so he walks to the bar. They were both standing next to a pole, and they both start to hold/lean onto it. I take that as my cue and I leave.

***My mistake off the bat was that I didn't Root or use a False Time Constraint. They thought I was going to hang on there forever, hence grabbing on to something.

I find Chris at the bar and we head to the dance floor to see what's going on, he runs into something and I give him some space.
We meet up again around the same spot where I was talking to the first setLook up this term, he said she had a very big friend. Can't do that man.

We chat for a moment, and I spot a 3-set; short latinas, a HB4, HB8, HB9. I point them out to him so he can open and he doesn't like them. "Well, what do you like?" He points out the 2 blondes against the counter 5ft away. Perfect, when I start walking you walk up to the blondes. Done.

3set: HB4 is sitting at the bar in front of HB9 who is to my left and HB8 is to my right. I but into their convoLook up this term with the Tattoo of loved one's name opener. Used a Time constraint and a Root and you can tell that there was a difference in reaction. HB8 and HB9 were almost non responsive, but HB4 was like, HELL NO he shouldn't do it! That opened the other two. HB9 was still not feelin it so she moved behind HB4 on the stool. HB8 stayed right in my face and said "don't lie, you know you're going to get the tattoo!" We laugh and then I switch to how they know each other. HB4 starts with "we're sisters" and HB8 at the same time says "we grew up together"

Ladies, come on! At least do me the favor of giving me ONE lie at a time!

I keep their interest again for a little longer, running the Best friends test (which worked MUCH BETTER than previously) and then taking some pictures of then two on the stool, while HB8 held my drink. We talked a little more, and then I drew a blank, I ran out of shit to say. So I excused myself before it got awkward.

***Talking to Chris after I should have started some KinoLook up this term with the HB8 since she was all in my space and wouldn't leave. Some palm reading or something. Nice.

We did a lot of walking after that, and tried the Delano again, though it wasn't like the last weekend. So we called it a night.

I had fun with him, and it was better than trying to do Pickup by myself while my non-community friends did their own thing. We're shooting for Wed and Thurs next week to go out again.