If you end up at a club or bar that is not very target rich, fear not, you can still have a little fun anyway:
This happened to Ditto and I one Tuesday night. We went to a bar that was supposed to be target rich (Hey, I had good information...) and ended up not being that great.
We could have stood around wondering what to do or where to bounce next (which we actually did for a minute) but instead chose to give ourselves a challenge: Merge two sets together that were on opposite sides of the room. I picked Ditto's and he picked mine.
Mine=a four set of non-rateable women + one HB8 (Guess the target) sitting in a booth.
Ditto=a two set-one HB6, one HB7 standing at the bar.
Dynasty: (Chatting up the fattest one "I am out meeting people tonight and you seem like a fun crowd"-I introduce myself to every one, but the HB8, and keep talking to the biggest, most "beer goggley" one). Once, I win over the ones who could eat me, I then let the HB8 but in and give me her name. She is so demanding of my attention that I instantly go for a neg ('it's nice your babysitters took you out tonight, do your parents know you are out this late....), kino, touching her arm, back and then, finally a hug to reward her.
Meanwhile, back at the bar.....
Ditto: "Hey, Ladies, I am out meeting people tonight, you look cool (high 5's...) wanna meet some new friends? Let's go meet some friends..." (He literally gives them no choice but to come with-he just sweeps them away like they are old friends...)
Ditto shows up with HB7 on his arm and HB6 trailing behind closely and enters my set. At this point I am escalating HB8's attraction to me to the point where she has completely forgotten about her friends. When Ditto shows up, I give him mad respect and turn my back to freeze out my target (and punish her for talking to loudly and too much) and give him my full attention (he is more valuable to me anyway...a great wing...and she needs to know this, my bros come first)
Ditto introduces me to his two set and then himself, and his set, to my set. Within seconds the women chat each other up and, BAM!, we just connected some people that would have otherwise probably never met.
My target smacks my ass to regain my attention, I wait a few seconds (like nothing happened) and finally turn back to number close the HB8 (if you see me out sarging, ask to see her picture). Ditto and I decide we have had enough fun and go to a different venue. My HB8 says, "Your leaving? I can't believe your leaving already..."
Overall, not a productive night, but we thought we would add this exercise to our sarges every time we go out. It was fun and unbelievably easy to do.
TheDynasty
