Okay, so I seem pretty good at getting women interested in me, but I'm F@#&ing terrible at not dropping the ball once I can tell that a girl is into me...
Thursday night a week ago, I was at a local kind of hip coffee-shop/bar at a couchsurfing meet-up. So I'm there just talking to people, having some really interesting conversations, it's starting to wrap up a bit, when one of the girls there asks me if I want to come out dancing with her and her friend (/cousin/room-mate as I find out later) at the local blues bar. She just asks me, and none of the other like 5 or 6 guys who are right next to me. So already this in itself is pretty awesome. So after some feigned reluctance, I go along with them.
The blues bar is awesome. The band is good. I'm dancing with both girls alternatively... and sometimes together. I'm meeting and talking to random people. I run into at various points 3 super-hot chicks I know, who for various reasons I'd never date... but they are all super excited to see me and talk to me, which is helping profoundly with making me look like hot ****. I'm getting signals left, right and center from the one girl especially. I'm getting compliments on my dancing skill (thank god for that awkward unit in gr.6 phys ed where they taught us to jive!).
Finally, I'm dancing with this girl, and it's starting to get real sensual. The sexual tension is huge, and it feels like we are oh, so close, to just making out right then and there on the dance floor.
But then luck stops being on my side. The band stops playing, I discover that they'd originally planned to take the train home (which stops running at 1:00). They don't want to take a taxi as they're poor starving college students (they'd even went as far as to pack beer with them and sneak it in the bar) and of course the one that I'm starting to pay less attention to is getting anxious to go home (yes. I know this is a situation where a wingman would have been invaluable).
Now, out of curiosity I want to know: How would a real DJ handle this situation, when the odds have turned against him like this? (I know I'm probably going to get a "dude, you should have just brought your car", but of course I didn't....)
But at any rate, I will tell you what actually happened. We stay in the bar for a bit longer, the girl I'm wanting badly is saying "I wish the band was still playing, I wish I didn't have to worry about getting home, I wish I didn't have school tomorrow". We end up leaving, and it becomes apparent they aren't going to catch that last train. So they're trying to figure out how to get home. And I'm trying to figure how to get home too, as I also took transit.
Then for some strange reason the two of them get in a tiff, and get separated from each other.
To cut a long story short, I end up lending her $20 to go catch a taxi and find her room-mate(/cousin). I know that might sound like I supplicated, but given that she was facing an hour walk in the cold to a pissed-off room-mate and given how apologetic she was about it, I don't really think I did.
So we exchange numbers, and then after saying she'll pay me back really soon says "and we are going to go for coffee too, right?" Then says "I owe you big time", kisses her fingers, puts them to my lips and then runs off.
Up to here I figure everything went pretty well given the circumstances. It's what happened after this that's leaving me unclear what to do. I'll describe that in a bit...
Thursday night a week ago, I was at a local kind of hip coffee-shop/bar at a couchsurfing meet-up. So I'm there just talking to people, having some really interesting conversations, it's starting to wrap up a bit, when one of the girls there asks me if I want to come out dancing with her and her friend (/cousin/room-mate as I find out later) at the local blues bar. She just asks me, and none of the other like 5 or 6 guys who are right next to me. So already this in itself is pretty awesome. So after some feigned reluctance, I go along with them.
The blues bar is awesome. The band is good. I'm dancing with both girls alternatively... and sometimes together. I'm meeting and talking to random people. I run into at various points 3 super-hot chicks I know, who for various reasons I'd never date... but they are all super excited to see me and talk to me, which is helping profoundly with making me look like hot ****. I'm getting signals left, right and center from the one girl especially. I'm getting compliments on my dancing skill (thank god for that awkward unit in gr.6 phys ed where they taught us to jive!).
Finally, I'm dancing with this girl, and it's starting to get real sensual. The sexual tension is huge, and it feels like we are oh, so close, to just making out right then and there on the dance floor.
But then luck stops being on my side. The band stops playing, I discover that they'd originally planned to take the train home (which stops running at 1:00). They don't want to take a taxi as they're poor starving college students (they'd even went as far as to pack beer with them and sneak it in the bar) and of course the one that I'm starting to pay less attention to is getting anxious to go home (yes. I know this is a situation where a wingman would have been invaluable).
Now, out of curiosity I want to know: How would a real DJ handle this situation, when the odds have turned against him like this? (I know I'm probably going to get a "dude, you should have just brought your car", but of course I didn't....)
But at any rate, I will tell you what actually happened. We stay in the bar for a bit longer, the girl I'm wanting badly is saying "I wish the band was still playing, I wish I didn't have to worry about getting home, I wish I didn't have school tomorrow". We end up leaving, and it becomes apparent they aren't going to catch that last train. So they're trying to figure out how to get home. And I'm trying to figure how to get home too, as I also took transit.
Then for some strange reason the two of them get in a tiff, and get separated from each other.
To cut a long story short, I end up lending her $20 to go catch a taxi and find her room-mate(/cousin). I know that might sound like I supplicated, but given that she was facing an hour walk in the cold to a pissed-off room-mate and given how apologetic she was about it, I don't really think I did.
So we exchange numbers, and then after saying she'll pay me back really soon says "and we are going to go for coffee too, right?" Then says "I owe you big time", kisses her fingers, puts them to my lips and then runs off.
Up to here I figure everything went pretty well given the circumstances. It's what happened after this that's leaving me unclear what to do. I'll describe that in a bit...
