A field-report about Amog by Tyler

My plan at this point, is to say "Ask the bartender for a pen, to give me your #."

***TACTIC PAWNING FOR BARTENDERS
What I'm doing here is getting her to ask for the pen, and do all the work, like a little puppydog, right in front of the bartender. Then, I follow up by gaming the bartender, and at some point I'll say that the girl who gave me her # is weird, and that I'm not calling her. The reason for this, is that you have only 5-7 minutes to game the bartender, and you want max-value going in. So the game is to get value obliquely first, and then just engage her long enough to qualify her quickly, and take her # for later or set a meet for after hours.

Unfortunately, JUST as I am about to run the standard bartender tactic that I always use, her friends come over and drag her to the dance floor. She asks us to come, and we pretend not to hear her. She comes back from the floor every 5 minutes, trying to talk to me.

Finally, its near closing time. She comes up to me.

HB I'm going to be here tomorrow. Promise me you'll be here.

TD (I whisper into her ear) You were offering me your number so many times Is the reason that you're not doing it because your boyfriend is right there watching? Just pen it down and slip it to me without him noticing.

HB Yeah, he gets jealous. He's not even my boyfriend. But I'll get you my number. Just wait here. (LIES she was making out with him and was lovey-dovey with him).

The guy I am with is gaping, jaw dropped. He's like "Did that girl SERIOUSLY tell you she's getting you her number????"

HB's boyfriend is cuddling her, and she's looking at me like as if to say "help". I walk over to the bartender HB, and say "Go give that girl a pen for me, because her boyfriend is there and she doesn't want him to get jealous". The bartender looks at me like I'm the shit, and goes over and gives it to her.

I sit back down, and a minute later the HB from the set comes over and drops a piece of paper ball on the floor. She whispers in my ear "It's on the floor. Promise you'll call me tomorrow." I promise to call, and she looks at me and keeps looking over at me the whole time that her boyfriend is dragging her out. I pick up the paper and pocket it.

The AMOG is suspicious that something just happened. He comes over and says "You are so cute man. Take my #." I look over at my HB, and she is smirking. I have beaten him, and she views it as him qualifying himself to her. She rolls her eyes, and I do it too, and we both smirk. I say "Dude, for a guy like you I have a photographic memory. Shoot." He gives me his #, and I laugh and say "I'll call for sure." (looking at the girl, and she nods as if it were directed at her). The AMOG drags her back to her BF, and I walk past to leave the club and slap the HB on the ass, without anyone seeing.

I was pissed that I didn't get the # or a meet from the bartender, but it was just too late. The club was closing, and she was busy with shutting down the bar. That was a shame, but I WILL go back, and the AMOG battle was so over the f*cking top, there is little chance that she will forget it. Either way, I don't care. I will likely get her one way or another, whether she remembers or not.

I'm not sure whether or not this report conveyed it, but this set was very f*cking tricky. It took constant balance between keeping the AMOG, the BF, and the girl, always in check. I used constant backturns and AMOG blasters and kino and counter kino on the AMOG. I would break rapport and ignore him, then engage him nicely, then engage him condescendingly, then roll my eyes at him to the HB. It went on for around 2 hours or so.

It also took confidence that the girl WOULD return, which meant having confidence that the field tested and tried and true routines WOULD have the impact to keep the girl hooked and coming back for more, without me doing anything to pursue the set or actively keep it going.

By Tyler Durden