The Game according to Scribbles

Chapter 1

1. And it came to pass, on the second day of the weekend, that Scribbles traveled a far distance to party with some friends.

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Oh wait, I'm getting ahead of myself. I was invited to a barbecue by a friend of mine. She has a lot of fine friends, so I'm thinking 'correct'. WRONG! We get there and there's like 6 people there, 5 of which are dudes. The stereo was blasting away and as we walked in Boy Better Know's "Too many men" came on. We almost died with laughter.

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After much chitter chatter, and filling up on hot dogs and burgers and the like, we decided it was time to move this party to a different scene, so we decided to go clubbing. Well, they decided, I obliged and since I didn't have a book, I decided to make the most of it.

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We got to the club and it was packed...*sigh*...ah well, making the most of it, I made a beeline for the bar; got me and my friends drinks (surprisingly cheap for a London club- not that I was complaining). Then I decided to scope out my surroundings.

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That's when I saw her, 'skankin out' on the dance floor...these British people and their skankin sef. Me I no understand o. This girl made it look good though. At the same time I saw him. I watched the both of them for a couple of minutes. Then I shook my head and chuckled.

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I said before that I don't consider myself as having game. I am, however, really good at starting, maintaining and directing conversation. I'm also good at spotting opportunities. Finally, I have a few 'dont's' that I follow religiously.

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1. Don't stand over a girl for longer than 2 seconds just staring at her dance if you don't know her. It's creepy and you will NOT be getting her number.
2. Don't subsequently lean in and say "I like the way you wine" (yes I can lip read). This only works if (a)she's desperate or (b) you are a celebrity or a splitting image of Tyson Beckford or Denzel in his prime in which case you can do whatever the hell you want.
3. Don't stand there for a full 5 minutes telling her inanities at 1 minute intervals.

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I sipped my Jack and Coke and chatted with my friend, watching them out of the corner of my eye. Dude was persistent-I'll give him that. She walked away and dude made his retreat, head low. I downed the rest of my drink and excused myself from the conversation. I made for the bar once again, making sure to walk right by her. I placed my hand in the small of her back, ever so lightly

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Excuse me. I met her eyes, I smiled. She smiled back. Hi, I'm Scribbles.

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Melanie, was her retort.

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You know you shouldn't come to places like this alone, weird guys tend to hover over you. My subtle indication that I had been watching her.

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She laughed, I came with my friend, but she's over there with some man.

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I looked over and sure as day, she was sucking some dude's face. I laughed, Seems like she's having fun

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Yea enough for the both of us. I think I'm leaving soon.

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Oh, but I just met you. Before you make that decision, let me buy you a drink, you look a little...hot.

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She smiled, Okay.

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