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Here are some sample of the opening interactions. The formatting is kinda weird with some of them. #1 One of my good guy friends and I were chilling in a bar in Beijing one night. After talking for about an hour or so, we were ready to head on to the next venue. But we scoped out the bar first before we left, and the only one really attractive girl was a Maggie Cheung-lookalike with another cute girlfriend. I hadn't opened a single group yet, so I was thinking I'd need a warm up interaction first. But my buddy has no approach anxiety whatsoever and right away walked all the way from the bar to where the two girls were standing. I couldn't hear his opener, but I think it was along the lines of, "Do you speak English?" (in Chinese) By the time I got there, the girls were giving him the cold shoulder. Can't remember exactly what happened next, except that I called the bitch on her bitchiness. (In Chinese) Me: You should be nicer to him. He walked all the way from the bar to come talk to you guys because he thought you guys were the cutest girls in the bar. That took a lot of courage. You should be more polite. Her: Well, we're still standing here, aren't we? Me (recognizing that she's playing along, so saying with a sly smile): Whoa, how can you be so arrogant? My buddy (shaking his head): Forget it. They're too rude. Let's go. Me: My friend wants to go now. You've been too rude. Her: Well, would it help if you knew that it was our first day in Beijing? This was the Hook Point, as far as I'm concerned. Me: First day? Are you tourists? Her: No, we're flight attendants. We're on a layover. Me: So where did you come from? Her: Singapore. Me: So you speak English? Her: Of course. Wait, where are you from? (The rest was mainly in English) Me: You don't sound Singaporean. I have a lot of Singaporean friends, and they all have funky Singaporean accents. You don't have a Singaporean accent in Chinese or in English. Her: Well, I grew up partly in Hong Kong. Smooth sailing from there. #2 I first met this girl at a big club on a Friday night. I was with a big group of guys, maybe altogether about 6 guys. It was near the end of the night, and my buddy and I approached a group of four girls standing near the dance floor. I opened with something natural like, "You guys having a good time tonight?" The Body Language (BL) and Tonality carry the interaction, as it accounts for over 90% of attraction and like-ability, something that almost every guy on the online forums forgets (these are often the guys who ask me for more info on the lines I used; note: the lines don't really matter). We fluff talked for a few minutes. It turns out I knew one of the girls from a brief cold approach I did earlier in the night. One of the girls, the tallest (at least an inch taller than me) and most elegant, kind of wanders off a little on her own towards the dance floor. The other three are cute, but I'm after the hottest one. I see my buddy from the corner of my eye coming in. I bounce off this group towards the solo hottie, and my buddy takes over the group of three. I noticed another girl broke off from the group to check her phone, making it a group of two. I walked up to Ms. Agent (she's a young agent for the biggest talent agency in the country and handles some of the big-time actors and actresses in China). I opened with a genuine interest compliment, "Hey, I love your long black gown. It's so elegant. And kind of out of place here. But you stand out in a good way." I nodded my approval and smiled a bit. She gave me the cold shoulder. "Thanks." But no smile. Me: "Okay, it's your turn now." Vacuum. Her: "What?" Me: "I gave you a compliment. Now it's your turn. Be polite now." Her (with a small smile): "Mmm. I can't think of one." Me (looking really offended): "What?! I'm so hurt." Ms. Agent laughs. Me: "C'mon now. What about my eyes? (while looking deeply into her eyes) They're almost as big as yours (she had really big, round eyes)." Her (smiling): "Yeah, you have big eyes." Me (moving in closer and opening my eyes really really wide): "Do they scare you?" Ms. Agent laughs and moves back a step. I had been facing her head-on and now I moved to her side so that we were basically side-to-side and looking at the bar area. Her friends came in and said, "Your friend just said something really rude to us!" Well, this was good social proof since her friends already liked me enough to come to me for support J So I put my arms around the two girlfriends to reward them and called out to my buddy, who was facing us and standing off a little. "Dude, what did you say to them?" My buddy: "I told her she should go fuck herself." Me: "Uh, why did you say that?" My buddy: "Ask that girl," pointing to Ms. Agent's Ms. Agent's friend: "He was butting in on our conversation, so I told him to go away." My buddy: "She said, ‘Go away. We don't want to talk to you.'" Me, realizing this was all good push-pull play: "Now, be good girls and boys and make up now." Ms. Agent's friend: "No way. He was rude." Me: "Dude, be a man and apologize first." My buddy: "Grrr. Sorry!" Me, while pushing them towards my friend: "Good. Now go off and play like good girls." And off they went. I'm not sure what happened with them next as I turned my back and stepped back to talk to Ms. Agent. I definitely think this was good social proof and dominance. I have to thanks my pal for sacrificing himself like that. Ms. Agent started asking me the buying questions, where I was from, what I'm doing in Beijing, etc. I gave her my usual answers, building intrigue by making her work for my answers and then giving her vague and succinct, but true and interesting answers. She started trying to impress me, dropping lots of names of celebrities. It's a good thing I don't keep up that much with the pop culture here as a lot of the names meant nothing to me, though I did recognize a few of them. Her English was really good, and I said, "So how come your English is so good? Do you have a white boyfriend?" She said she's just really good at English. So I qualified her on it. I then looked for more to qualify on, including being artistic. But I realized that she thinks very highly of her own social value, so I transitioned into my Challenge Screening (see my Best of the Blog for more info on this). I found out that she's a major agent for actors. She qualified herself on clawing her way up the ranks in two years without having to sleep her way up, which apparently everyone just assumes is the case because she's young and hot. This was about the 15 minute mark, and I had to get going. My boys were bouncing to another venue. So I said, "Hey, you're fun to talk to. Do you have your cell phone? Yes? Cool, type in your number." Done deal. #3 I was at a huge nightclub with three of my good guy friends. I spotted a cutie with a toned body and beautiful, doe-like eyes dancing with a group of her friends. I mentioned to my natural friend that I liked that girl on the dancefloor and asked him how I should approach. He said, "Dude, like this. Follow me." Then he walked up to her and put his hand on her shoulder as she was dancing and said into her ear, "My friend is really interested in meeting you." And then he pointed to me right behind him. Haha. Okay, I get the point, dude. That was easy. I smiled and shook her hand and then kept on holding it. I said, "I saw you dancing here, and I told my friend I think you are the cutest girl on the dancefloor." Her: "Oh, thanks." Me: "Do you speak English?" Her: "Yeah. Where are you from?" (I heard an accent, so I switched to Chinese). Me: "Guess." From here, it was standard rapport. Sorry, dudes, I really don't remember much any more of the dialogues. I only recall how I felt and what I was thinking overall. I remember feeling very comfortable talking with her, and after shaking hands, we held onto each other's hands as we talked for the first few minutes. I made intense eye contact and put my arm around her while we talked into each other's ears (this was on the loud dancefloor). I also noticed that her friends just kept dancing next to us and totally ignored us. That was the opening part of the interaction. Three examples ought to suffice. |
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