I was on the air plane with a buddy as we went on holidays. On the same row this HB 8 sat and she initiated a conversation with us. She was a burlesque dancer and was going to the same location as us to meet a friend of hers. My buddy got great rapport with this HB 8 so we planned to meet up for dinner.

It turned out that her friend was a HB 10 super model. She was doing modelling for FHM and shit, and had tons of pictures of herselves on the internet. I have never been so nervous in my life, because I was supposed to be with this HB 10 all night while my buddy was sarging the HB 8.

The HB 10 turned out to have a massive bitch shield. The first thing she communicated what that me and my friend was dressed to unappropriate for the restaurant we were going to (the restaurant was the most amazing place I have ever been to). She was saying shit to us the whole night, and I never managed to break her bitch shield. I threw negs like "its so cute, you walk like a farmer" (she had a farm as a hobby), "I saw another 18 year old girl with the exact same dress as you are wearing tonight", and occacionaly making fun of her negative attitude against lower class income people and areas. (You see this HB 10 was obsessed with luxury, and me and my buddy was not dressed nice. We wear shorts and t-shirts, and our hotel was not in the most luxury area). None of the negs seemed to work.

So as we entered the restaurant we pretty much had all the current customers staring at us as we moved in. These girls we were dating were so beautiful its crazy! As we sat down and ordered meals and shit, I noticed that the HB 8 was getting tired of HB 10 bitch shield. HB 8 even said to us "I don't know whats going on with my friend, she seems so irritated". Then I realised that my chances of F close this HB supermodel was over. I decided to spend the night analyze her.

Me and my buddy refused to pay the bill for the restaurant, so we went into some financial trouble because HB 10 had bought so many expensive glasses of wine that she pretty much owed 50% of our bill. HB 8 ended up walking for 30 minutes to exchange her australian dollars into the local currency, but when she came back she had not find a place to exchange. Me and my friend ended up paying 70% of the bill just to get out of there.

We proceeded to a club, but when we arrived the HB 8 was so tired of all the walking (she walked to exchange currency with her HIGH heeled shoes, and we had to walk a bit towards the club because of traffic jam) and both HB 8 and HB 10 was irritated because they had no money left to buy drinks that they said good night and left.

I guess if we had treated these girls with drinks and shit all night they would have stayed with us, but as a principle I would not do that. HB 8 had a real crush on my buddy, but HB 10's behaviour really made HB 8 sad. My buddy and I went home empty handed that night, but it was still a cool experience to go to a date with such hot babes, and experience the worst bitch shield ever.