Recovery, Part II

[Part I, this is Part II, and Part III goes up tomorrow. If you're new to the blog, read this first for context]

Dru and I made for a table. Some weird subconscious tick made me grab a table with a large pole blocking my view of the bar where she was working. We ordered two Tsingtao's and talked women.

I gave him my grand theory of men and women, well, one of them anyway. Men have game, then they don't. If they're lucky, they get it back. A man must stay on a role, without any lengthy lapses in seeing women, if he is to keep his game. Any lapse will result in the instant loss of his game. For years, sometimes. It happens. Ask any man. Clearly, it was absolutely vital that I get this girls number and take her on a date or two before I leave Tianjin if I was to keep what little game I have and continue having any level of success with women.

Dru kept me focused.

"Great speech man, look, here's the gameplan... when we get to the last few sips of these beers and the we go to the bar for the refills. What do you want to do then?"

"Good plan," I said. I knew there was a reason I recruited an Ivy Leaquer for this mission. "I guess the first step is get up there and see if she recognizes me."

"Good good."

Two sips later we made a bolt for the bar, me running into several chairs along the way.

We get the bar and I instantly turn my body away from Ju, who is chatting up other patrons. "Nevermind, abort mission... she gives that same smile to everyone!"

"That's her job, man..." Dru retorted.

"I know, I know..."

An overweight Chinese girl came to refill our beers, and we avoided eye contact. She came again moments later and caught me off guard. As smoothly as possible as blurted "Wha? No no no..."

I continued twisting my body to avoid eye contact while she was talking to other customers. Dru punched me on the should, "What are you doing?"

I mumbled something about the mission.

I turned around as she was walking towards us, we made eye contact, she smiled... "I missed you," she says.

My inner monologue chimed in, "Me?" Things were starting off good so far.



To Be Continued...



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