I showed up at the bar at 9:27 PM, went up to the top floor. I had read good things about the top floor bar from a local, so I figured, Why not. I get up there, take my seat at the bar, but the place was completely dead...it was just me, the HB9 bartender, and a couple on the far corner of the bar.
I figured, might as well wait a bit to see if the pace would pick up, since I appeared to be early...I ordered a mojito and started sipping.
Moments later, two guys sat down next to me, and they immediately started hitting on the bartender. She played into their game, though I'm pretty sure she was turned off by them and just trying to humor them. Even so, they got way more attention from her than I did.
An HB7 arrived, and she immediately glanced at me from across the bar. I should have gone up to her, but I hesitated...damn. I felt like I could salvage the situation by approaching her after finishing my drink (opinion question while on my way out), but my timing completely sucked and she left earlier than expected.
I was just about to ditch the place, when a set of 3 well-dressed girls and an embarrassingly under-dressed guy entered the bar. One girl in particular seemed to be hovering near me, and I almost opened her, but at this point I had had too much to drink and knew that I wouldn't be able to speak coherently (it sucks being a 130-pound lightweight).
Gah....I'm thinking I'm not ready for night game. I can't drink and do pickup at the same time, and the bar scene makes me uncomfortable.