People in story:
American Wing
HB8 (my target)
Professor X (the professor of the students. There was about 30 of them)
My wing and I were in a random Irish Pub, where we spotted a group of people from the Netherlands. They were apparently there on some kind of 'school-trip' doing some research about Bosnians.
I just love foreigners, so I had a legitimate reason to approach. I talk to the HB8 . . .
ME: You're not from here, are you? In fact, I can tell you're Swedish.
HB8: Haha no, I'm actually from the Netherlands.
ME: The Netherlands? No you're not. You got blonde hair and blue eyes. You're Swedish.
HB8: Haha not all people that are blonde are Swedish.
ME: Yes . . . Yes they are (
I don't know, I was just spewing some bullshit).
HB8: Haha what?? What's your name?
Some random conversation went on. I actually thought she was interesting because we had a lot of things in common to talk about, so I didn't rush for any close or anything at this point.
HB8: How old are you?
ME: Take a guess.
HB8: 23?
ME: Close. I'm 15.
HB8: No you're not!
ME: Alright alright, you got me. I'm actually 12.
HB8: No seriously! How old are you?
ME: I'm 20, and you?
HB8: That's really young! I'm 24.
ME: Well if you don't like it, you might as well walk away
HB8: No, no, I don't mind it.
Some random talk, can't remember.
HB8: You know, you should buy me a beer.
ME: What makes you say that?
HB8: Because I've been really nice to you and I think I deserve one.
ME: I don't buy strangers beers, sorry. In fact, you should buy me a beer and I'll take the next round. That should make it fair.
HB8: Omg, you're such an asshole (playful hit).
ME: That's really nice of you, because mostly I'm known as 'The Antichrist'.
HB8: (laughs) - Well I'm no angel myself to be honest.
ME: Good, let's be assholes together then. We'll conquer the world together.
HB8: Deal!
My American Wingman appears and starts talking to HB8 (it was his set initially, when we first walked in to the Pub, but she blew him off very early on).
He starts dancing with her. I know my wing is no threat and that this chick is more into me than him, so I simply turn around and start talking to some other girl.
HB8 gets really jealous, lets go of my friend and turns me around.
HB8: It's really weird, your friend tried kissing me.
ME: Oh did he now? (smiles) Well he's a really nice guy, you should kiss him back (disqualifier).
HB8: No! I think he actually might be gay (this made my night).
Some random talk about whether or not my wingman is gay. LOL.
An 80 year old appears and whispers something in HB8's ear (wtf?). She opens her mouth in shock. The old man disappears.
ME: What did he tell you?
HB8: You don't wanna know . . .
ME: Come on now, I'm really curious.
HB8: . . . Well he said you should kiss me. Do you know him??
ME: No idea who he is. But he does have a point though. I should definitely kiss you.
I pull her in and we start making out.
I then attempt to go for the lay, but her professor come up to me.
Professor X: (leaned in, whispering in my ear) You like this girl?
ME: Yes, I think she's adorable.
Professor X: Yeah well she seems to really be into you. However, we're leaving early in the morning, we gotta catch the flight.
ME: (fuck fuck fuck) Oh . . . When are you guys done for the night?
Professor X: I'm gathering up the students right now actually, we're leaving. Sorry bro.
I didn't even care because ^that right there is the demonstration of an AWESOME PROFESSOR. Seriously, I wish I had professors like that. He was actually apologetic about the fact that I couldn't bang one of his students. Unbelievable.
Went home and made love to my right hand instead.
Point of story:
* Not sure how much it was shown in this story, but BEING HUMBLE IS KEY. No matter what shit test she throws at you, you agree and you play along. In fact, you exaggerate it to the point it's funny. If she calls you an asshole, then fine - you're an asshole. And you're not just an asshole. You're the fucking antichrist. What's she gonna do about it? It shows humbleness and it's very attractive.
* Your age doesn't matter. Don't hide it, don't avoid giving it away. SHOW PRIDE IN IT. If she doesn't like it, she can walk away. In fact, tell her this openly.
* Choose your wingmen wisely. My wingman decided to betray me. Yes, yes, the set WAS initially HIS, but she blew him off so I took over. Fair and square. If your wingman then tries to interfer AGAIN - simply let him. It was already game over for him a long time ago. In fact, SUPPORT his second approach. She will only be MORE attracted to you if you push her in the direction of another man. 
CHAT
