A Good Boyfriend Killer

Style: Okay, came up with two great things last night. The first was re: energy drinks. The second: a good boyfriend killer. But, in the end, I fucked up. Heres the report:

I met HB9 in a bookstore. She has a boyfriend she's very, very serious about. But suddenly they started having major problems, and she called and said she was upset. We went out to talk about it. In a previous thread, someone had suggested a good pattern about people needing multiple partners to really experience what more than one person can give. But I had the feeling that she was too traditional to change her whole belief system because of a single pattern. So, after other BF-supporting (then destroying) tactics, I came up with this:

She: Everyone tells me that we should break up. I don't know, though. He says that he thinks that everyone has several people who are right for them, but I dont believe that. I believe that there is just one person youre fated to be with. And what if its him?

Me: But fate works in strange ways. Think about it. Maybe you need to make it through this relationship and out the other side in order to find the real person youre supposed to be with. ME, I know that fate never works how you expect it to. You may think youre fated to be with this guy, but from what youre telling me you dont sound very happy. Maybe you just need to learn a lesson from this relationship, so that you can then use it to find the person who fate really wants you to be with. ETC, ETC (of course, anchoring this to myself with gestures the whole time).

Candor: Beautifully done.  I don't see any room for improvement.

So we hang out for a while, then head back to my house. She calls her BF and tells him shell be over in 15 minutes. Thats bad, but I wanted to try an experiment anyway. And I would really be curious to hear further thoughts on this. Instead of mixing a drink (because alcohol is a downer), I thought we would drink an energy drink (something called Hansens NRG, which is like Red Bull). The idea is: if you drink an energy drink (or a lot of caffeine), then your heart starts racing and you feel excited. And if I could anchor those feelings she was having to myself, then she would feel that I was making her excited. It worked: because as were sitting there fluff-talking (after a good describe-your-first-amazing-kiss pattern), she just spontaneously leans over and hugs me, burying her face in my chest.

Candor: It's better than if she were cold to you, but you have to be wary of her using you here.  She can suck all of your emotional energy out of you to make herself feel better, and then leave without even saying 'thanks.'

Now, all good. Right? But this is where I fuck up. Instead of pressing further or lifting her face up to mine to kiss, I fear rejection and don't move in. (The fact that I've met her boyfriend before didn't help either.) This is what I was thinking: Shes been stressed out about being late to her BFs and having him mad at her, but shes already said 100 times how I'm so much more fun and exciting to be with. I figure shes going to go there, fight with him the whole time, and think about how much more fun I am to be with. So I can try to get her to spend the night next time, when shes not stressed out about having to go to her boyfriends. All that would have happened last night was that, at best, we would have *closed, then she would have gotten neurotic afterwards and I never would get to f-close.

Candor: I don't think you fucked up.  Just continue to give her positive experiences that she can compare to the negative  experiences she gets with her boyfriend, and she'll be convinced the grass is greener on the other side.  Keep it up, and she'll jump the fence herself.  Just wait for the signal. You're almost there.

So the question is: Was that AFC thinking? Was I just fooling myself because I was afraid of rejection? (Probably, huh? What should I have done?)