Thursday Night May 24th

Jungle King and I went out to have a nice supper. We bought a bottle of wine and decided to go to an ‘Approtez Votre Vin’ place. We kept walking and walking and we couldn’t find any, we were tired, we had a long day, and I was in the mood for fish. We finally decided to stop at this great little place whose specialty was fish. The waiter liked us so much he let us have our wine, which was tres cool of him.

(I had my first ever Red Snapper, it was FANTASTIC!)

Over supper we were talking about my game.

Stephane had this great idea, and when he gets an idea everything else disappears, he has so much fun playing around with sentences, he’s done so much pickup that he’s got all this data in his mind of what to say when to say it, how to say it and things I have never even thought about. I mean you should see him when he’s on a writing streak. I could talk to him and talk to him and nothing will go in. He’s just so focused on what he is doing, it drives me up the wall sometimes because I will ask him if he’s hungry and give him some choices for supper and he won’t answer and I’ll ask again and he won’t answer so I’ll go and work on the computer or whatever, and then a little while later he’ll be asking me “I’m really hungry! What’s for supper! I want to eat now, where have you been?”

Anyway, during these moments of his writing genius I’ve come to the great conclusion of “make whatever you want for supper, put it in front of him and he’ll eat it, do not wait, or else the bear comes out of the cave very hungry”
You don’t want to see Stephane hungry, he’s sooo cranky, it’s kind of cute really, and one of the many reasons I love him so much. He gets cranky when he’s hungry, I had to learn a while ago that it wasn’t about me, but my timing ;o)

Back to the great idea which we chose to call the “O.N.S.” routine.
(One Night Stand Routine)

“Hey I’ve got a pretty direct question to ask you and if this freaks you out in any way, just give me the finger and I’ll leave right away.”
(Wait for her to give you the OK)
“Have you ever shared a sexual experience…(wait 4 full seconds, for effect) with a girl? (Giggle)

I wanted to get this right, the voice tone, taking my time to curb every word, the look, the giggle, the pause, the stance, so I practiced it almost fifty times with Stephane correcting me.

I got it down pretty pat, and the next step was what the girls answer would be to my direct question.

If she looked all shocked like a deer in headlights my answer ” I can see that I’ve freaked you out, I’m really sorry, have a great night.”

If she smiles and can handle it - awesome… just turn around and say sweetly “My name is Ghita”

So, armed with a new fun routine we could play around with, we left the little resto and proceed to walk down St-Denis and go hunting.

It was really hot and humid out and I was wearing some white short shorts and a little black tank top. We sat down on some steps and drank our water bottles and the first set of the night rolled up. She was with a guy and was wearing a see-through dress and had black lace undies and bra on underneath, at first I was so enthralled with what she was wearing that she passed by and it was only then that I reacted, (I’m like a horny guy checking out babes ;o)

Me: I love your dress!
Her: I love your outfit!
M: Thank you!
M: How long have you two been together?
H: We’re not!
M: Great! He doesn’t mind then if I pick you up?
H: (laughing) NO!
M: Great so let’s go grab a drink!
H: I cannot!
M: Too bad for you!
H: Some other time?
M: No! Now or never…
H: I’m so sorry!
M: It’s okay, I never liked you anyway!
H: Awe!

The line “I never liked you anyway” is thanks to Stephane, cause I was kind of stuck because this girl really liked me, so thank you Stephane for helping me become a better PUA.

We saw a bar across the street that looked quite promising from the outside so we decided to go and check it out. We walked in and paid 5$ each to get in, the girl who stamps your hand was the cutest girl in sight, so this was the second set of the evening.

M: Hey, I’ve got a pretty direct question to ask you, and tell me if this freaks you out or anything, just give me the finger and I’ll leave.
H: Okay (smiling sweetly)
M: I’ve always wanted to have a one-night stand…(I didn’t finish the routine when she answered right away)
H: (real bitchy like) No. Not interested.
M: Okay, I can see that I’ve weirded you out, I’m really sorry have a great night. (I really meant it too)

I went to see Stephane and told him that she was freaked out, he had been watching and was all proud of me that I had handled her snappiness so well, like my body language didn’t even flinch, I was pretty pleased myself :o)

We went to the back of the bar, because the front area was a total sausage party, when we got to the back we were sadly disappointed, it was a sausage party back there too. So I said to Stephane, “Why don’t I go back to the girl and ask for a refund?” He said laughing, yeah!

So I went up to her and said, ” Can I have a refund? I’m leaving, it’s too dead here.”

She was really embarrassed about being so snappy with me, I was really considerate of her feelings, and she obviously felt bad about her lack of emotional maturity, so she gave me the money back (a no-no in bars/clubs) and we left.

Sweeeeet! I’m as happy as a pigeon that just shat on McD’s golden arches.

So, we continue down the street and see two girls that look like they might be dating. Now whenever I see two girls that might be dating I always want to ask them how they met. So we stopped to talk to them, they were cool, Stephane was so funny, he was telling one of them how often girls treat him like a piece of meat and how annoying it was, and the girl was like, ‘oh my, really? That is so bad!”

hahahahaha… we told them that we’d see them at the Tam tams, this usually happens a lot, we see people on the street and talk to them and then one day they pop up somewhere and they usually say “Oh my god! You sooo made my night when you talked to me on the street! You’re so awesome!” which is great, but most of the time I have to figure out when I met them what their name is, this is the funny part about pickup, they remember YOU really well, but you have no idea who they are :o)

We ran a few other sets that night but it became kind of dead towards the end. We ran into some people that we knew, which is always a funny experience. They find out what we do and kinda freak out a little bit, and then get slightly embarrassed and then interested. We sat down with them at their table on the terrace on Prince Arthur Street. Behind us there was a bar and there was this super cute girl in short shorts standing there with two guys.

Stephane said to me “Go. She has extremely high buying temperature. Go.” I looked over at the girl and was like, “She does?” (I can never really spot it, note to self: work on spotting HBT) Now Stephane rolls his eyes and looks at me in the way that says, “Ghita, I know what I’m doing.” hahahaha, so I got up and walked over to her and said, “Those are fucking cute short shorts.”

She turns around and almost jumps into my arms, I swear to god. It was fantastic. She’s like oh my god! You are so fucking hot! I said Thank you, so are you.
H: What’s you name?
M: Ghita.. What’s yours?
H: *Insert forgotten name here*
H: Are you here? (At the bar she was at)
M: No, with friends over there. I had to come over though and pick you up, you’re too cute to resist. We’re like twins with these shorts.
H: Oh! You’re fucking awesome! I love you!
(I love it when girls profess their love for me within a few seconds of meeting me, lets me know what we’re dealing with)
M: well I love you too. We’d better hug and cuddle again then!
(Hugging)

All of a sudden her two guy friends get all stupid and start surrounding us and asking if they can take freakin’ pictures with their phone. (I thought they were cool cause they left us alone, but it turned out they’re just horny geek boys)

I said no. Then they asked if I had a boyfriend, I said I’m a lesbian with one exception; Stephane (I pointed to where he was sitting) And I said do you mind if I talk to your friend? They said no, but then they asked if they could take pictures AGAIN, I said no, and turned to the girl and told her,” You’re fucking awesome, and I’d love to hook up with you but your friends are too much, sorry babe, have a great night.”

She was really apologetic, I told her not to worry about it and that she could give me a call, I gave her my card and left.

I didn’t know that Stephane had told everyone at our table to look at me do pickup. They had that shocked look on their faces like, “holy smokes I cannot believe you just did that.”

When I first started pickup it was such a struggle to even talk to a girl so I know how they felt, it’s like socially unacceptable to go up to someone and talk to them. People are scared of other people, and especially of disapproval, so they act like real idiots.

Well they all decided to head on up St-Laurent and one of the guys that was with us was all gung-ho about pickup, I thought he was gay at first to tell you the truth. Very feminine, but as we were walking up the street, he was almost taking notes. We ran quite a few street sets. One of the last ones of the night were two lesbians, Stephane had a lot of fun with them and at the end of it they both loved him - actually one loved him but wanted him to leave because her girlfriend was falling for him too hard, too quickly. Either way, it’s beautiful to see Stephane in his element, surrounded by beauties that are giggling and touching him… We were really tired and just decided to go home and sleep, which was great. It’s a beautiful thing doing pickup with the one you love and then going home with them and talking about all the things that happened while we were out.

We will be working on the ONS routine a lot more this summer, plus we have Stephane’s brain which is jam-packed full of goodies! Whooo-hoo!

From Montreal with love,
Ghita