So I work at a cafe in a bookstore, and had this gorgeous European girl (at least an 8, 8.5, maybe 9 if I get to see her naked) send me about 3 IOIs in the course of her order. I made her drink the way she liked it, and was in all honesty in a bad mood and felt sick the entire day.
But on my trip to grab some stock from the back, she stopped me again while she was standing with a friend of hers (7).
"Excuse me, sir? I know you're not supposed to, but I was just wondering if you had any tylenol or pain reliever you could give me."
"Yeah, we're really not supposed to. Its an insurance liability of sorts, but if you give me a moment I can come back and give you some."
I then go and take one or two more orders up at the counter, get these people their drinks and everything. Then I come back...
"You're not allergic to this stuff are you?"
"Oh no, I just really have a headache and no tylenol on me" she says.
*hands her the small package of acetaminophen*
"Thanks! You know you're very handsome."
"It must be the tie I'm wearing today." I reply.
"No, we've been in here a few times and seen you and we think you're cute" she says to me.
"Well thank you, I find you to be very attractive yourself. But I have to get back to work here before my boss stabs me in the ribs."
*Walks back to the cafe*
So I'm working for another period of time, and she and her friend come sitting in the cafe talking about whatever, then eventually move from the Cafe. My break comes up and I step outside hoping to see either of them, texting people back who have been texting me all day. I then notice they're still inside around the foreign languages section, sitting toward one another in chairs reading books.
So I wait a few more moments and walk inside, come talk to a book floor worker who's shelving near them about some random BS for a moment, then walk directly up to the girls. I squat down like a catcher next to them instead of standing over them, and I look at the girl who complimented me (the 8.5).
"You know I don't usually do this... and I probably shouldn't do this because you were standing in the self-improvement section just a while ago, but here's my e-mail address."
She laughs at the neg, and purses the little cardboard I put the e-maill addy on. She e-mails me the next day, and it goes something like this:
Her 1) Hi, Justin, It was nice to meet you yesterday. Thanks for the latte, as expected
it was the best drink of ma life. Thank you! I'll see you again one of these days.
I'm always in Barnes and Noble, reading, or working on something.
Thanks again for your email, goodlooking.
Me 1) Lol, it's my job to make perfect drinks for people. No need to thank me. You paid for it anyway, right? I thought. I you were pretty bold calling me handsome in the middle of the store, so thank you for that. My day was not going very well.
What's your nationality anyway? Your first and/or last names sound like they could be they could be the name's of designer clothing/shoe/handbag/cologne/perfume companies, lol.
Her 2) ahahha Bold? I love that word. For me, it was just an honest observation that I had to express. My father is Albanian, and my mother is Montenegrin, raised in France. In the Balkans, and throughout Europe, people freely give compliments, in America, sadly, I've noticed--it's become a dying art :*(
Thanks for what you said about my name. Maybe what you said is a prediction that will one day become true. By nature, I'm an artist. My name is pronounced: Kristal-eh. It's the Albanian version of, "crystal." (Same meaning--shiny, fragile, yet solid material.)
What's your nationality--Justin ********. Sounds English, Scottish, and righteous to me
I hope you had a better day today than you did yesterday. Aswell, I wish you a happy week ahead.
Me 2) lol, you're part Albanian huh? I can't even talk to you now! I had this Albanian girl who used to adore me and she said she had to hide me from her brothers or else they'd kill me. I erased her number soon after I realized she was being serious, lol. I wasn't very interested in her though, we only hung out at school a few times.
and I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but Americans tend to ruin the purity in most any art
Your name is very pretty. I suppose since you loaned the etiology along with its proper pronunciation, you're conveying its meaning is a rather accurate description of your personality as well?
Ironically enough, my grandfather (on my mothers side) was born on a ship outside Yugoslavia somewhere around 1904. I think his name was Mathias before he immigrated to the U.S. Even more ironic though is that he was full blooded German, and my grandmother was half German, half French.
******** is my adopted name from my father's family. My biological father is a full blooded German guy himself, though I've never met him. So I'm something like 11.33333% French, and other than that I'm completely of german descent. It's odd though because I'm not very interested in the language or culture of germany. Outside of some WW1 and WW2 history, Volkswagons and Mercedes Benz, I sadly don't know a whole lot about Europe

You should teach me one day
I'd like to inquire more about your status as a natural artist, but e-mails can become unreliable sources of communication. Besides, I can't see you smile through them.
How can we get around this problem?
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So I'm still waiting on the reply, not overly-eager but excited at the opportunity.
I guess the advice I'm looking for comes in two parts:
A) How do you respond to a woman immediately showing you IOIs? I feel I responded well enough, but any critiques of my actions would help. The e-mail thing was odd because 1) I gave her my e-mail, and 2) e-mail sharing isn't the ideal form of communication for a PUA. Though I feel her my contact info is warranted because she came with the IOIs pretty strong.
B) I'm assuming she'll e-mail me the number back, and even if she comes in while I'm working there's no way I can build any comfort or further the attraction stage while I'm on the clock. I was thinking I should invite her along to the mall to find my mother some cheap birthday gift.
Any constructive criticism/advice/suggestions in my e-mails? Whats a good way to help continue the attraction/comfort building after the few e-mail communications?
One Love-
Webster.