The bar is a bistro with a restaurant at the rear. The clientèle is late twenties to mid thirties and the lights are down pretty low. The barman clean glasses with clean towels and the drinks are highlighted at the back of a modern looking bar.

A loud chicken pen of women and men party in the restaurant at the rear leaving the bar area as a hunting ground for any potential PUA's to perform.

I enter on my own shoulders back and head to the bar casting my eyes around for any potential targets and there's one. A sultry woman sitting on her own on the sofa reading a book with her legs crossed. Long blonde hair, maybe a 7 or 8 with her legs crossed, her vodka and lemonade almost still full but who was she with?

I purchase myself a large Rioja and move the the sofa next to her and sit there for a minute reading my menu waiting for her to peer over. She never does. Back straight, chest out and eyes as bright and enthusiastic as a stalking tiger, I approach.

"Excuse me, what book are you reading?" My heart raced! The risk was, if this goes wrong, I could be sitting here on my own awkwardly with this woman but I entered the engagement anyway.

"It's a crime book" she replies smiling but with her head slightly pointed down and her gaze only briefly catching my persistent stare.

"Aah I see and are you a copper?" I asked smiling. I could risk that because my family being all police in that area I could quickly find some common ground.

"No" She replied "maybe more of a wannabe actually but I recommend this book if your like this sort of thing" she added.

I then made a joke of reading the menu which wasn't a great read that made her laugh and continued by telling her a story of someone that died only the night before by falling into the icy river that runs through the city centre. She seemed interested but kept looking back at her book so I figured she wasn't interested or I couldn't create enough of an interest.

It fell flat.

Luckily my friend arrived minutes later so him and I started talking about The Game and various approach ideas.

Another lady then came in the room who must be a near HB7 also and sat by the woman I approached moments earlier.

"I've been looking after your friend" I said to the new arrival. "I was worried about her because she was in here reading a book on her own and interestingly, I was here last night doing the same thing" Which was actually The Game by Neil Strauss.

She then laughed and engaged a conversation with her friend and I regarding the movie they are about to watch. After some conversation, the first woman left to go to the ladies and I started adding some playful neg's to the new arrival HB7 which went well as she laughed. I joked about her liking Denzel Washington and that being the only reason she is going to see the film. But where was I going with this? How would i start to seduce?

I wasn't going anywhere. Like usual, I built a good rapport with both women but failed to add any sexual tension.

They left.

Later that night, my friend left but I managed to have a great conversation over coffee to a bar woman named Amy. I played the ages game, asked her about my goatee and criticised her for biting her nails although she's a beauty technician. I even managed to add kino by gently stroking her hand while checking her nails but she was at work, behind a bar. Where could I go from here? I could have asked for an email but I would prefer to ensure a kiss close rather than an email or Facebook close (If such a thing exists). she was showing IOI's.

I stood on my own at the bar with my shoulders back, my non alcoholic beverage (because I drove in) and tried to make eye contact with various, random people in the bar to analyse their body language. I looked at every one else but the bar woman I was sarging.

"How are you enjoying the cocktail?" She asked. It was a non alcoholic concoction of fruit drinks, mint and ice which was very refreshing. I said that if she guesses my age, I would buy her a cocktail but if she gets it wrong she would have to pay for mine. She cheerfully refused.

She is a very chatty HB7 who is working at the bar full time, sleeps a lot and is studying beauty therapy at the local university. She invited me back tomorrow to witness the live music lounge so i'm gonna go and i'm gonna go for an email close.

I'm gonna go on my own. . .

TBC