So last night a went to a black tie function. It was nice, there was food and drink, I didn't really know many people there, so I thought that after the meal when everyone was either dancing or standing around, I would go and open a few sets.
The first set I opened was a group of guys, literally just for the social proof. So I made myself pretty established within the group and made a few friends. I had a couple of drinks at this point, so I was jut loose enough to be happy and sociable at the right level. It was all going great.
Out of nowhere, two girls came over to the group, some of their guy friends were in the group. They kinda ignored me, so I just sorta turned my body away from them, and suddenly they were asking me who I was. I got chatting to them, within the group. They were sat on chairs and we were standing around them, they were clearly loving the attention from a group of guys. I had already chosen my target.
I did a few DHV stories, and mainly paid attention to the guys and the girl that wasn't my obstacle, and negged the target. The target was at that point where she was just begging for attention, she kept asking me to go and dance with her and kept trying to show off. I turned to her finally and held my hands out. She grabbed them. I spun her under my arm and stole her seat. The whole group was laughing and she was blushing bright red.
I finally decided to break out a magic trick routine. I showed them the one where you stop your pulse. The target was now standing in the middle of the circle of people, getting as close to me as she could. I did think about isolating, but at this point I'd had three more drinks and I wasn't really in a state to do anything, my mind just wasn't in the game any more.
I sat a played with the target, pumping attraction the whole night, I dunno what it is, but I think alcohol just makes me want to feed my ego ridiculously, but the target was buying me drinks and generally being a bit of an attention whore to me. I didn't really think about escalating kino, but the target was all over me. As a result though, I didn't get a close, it was more of a me being groped and pretending like I wasn't interested.
I suppose it wasn't a bad night, but like I've said in a previous post, alcohol is definitely NOT the way forward. I ended up calling a cab around midnight and going home. I felt ill after the 8 pints of Stella and 4 shots of whatever they put into the shot glasses.
That's all there is really, I've just gotta stop getting drunk, or at least stop after my threshold, which is 2 or 3 pints, depending on how much I've eaten. Overall though, good lessons learned.