So tonight, I wasn't planning on doing much, if any, sarging at the club. so I arrived with a good friend of mine. Needless to say, she was very well dressed and her heels made her appear just a few inches below me. She leaped to the thought of picking up girls with me. Well, after a few failed attempts on the dance floor (which were really funny and we both laughed about it), I opened. At the time, there were 3 of us (two guys, one gal) and there was a set of 2 females. I made eye contact with the cuter one of the pair (let's call her HB7) and mimicked her crazy dance move. She noticed and laughed, and they were both integrated into our dance circle. I noticed immediately that HB7 was mimicking a few of my moves as well as throwing in a few fancy ones herself.
This went on for about 1.5hours and it was just my wing-gal and I and HB7 and her friend left. There were a few events that went in sequence that I'd like to elaborate on. First, my wing-gal and I would dance together every time we hit the dance floor. Is that demonstrating dhv? We've only grinded once, but other than that it was hand-in-hand, shake the hips, side to side, body rolls with the occasional spins. Keep in mind that the music was upbeat, dub step style. After the initial open with the set of two, I introduced myself, got their names and introduced my wing-gal as my friend. I think that the introduction of myself and my wing-gal played a crucial role when it came to comfort-ability, especially after the open.
So we were dancing in a circle, when my wing-gal gets distracted by a guy trying to dance with her (which he did a great pre-open eye contact, point at her, walk directly to her) and open ("You're dancing with me," took her by the hand and led her to dance with him.) He didn't do a great job building rapport and getting to the hook because he was too busy interrogating her with questions like "What's your name?" and "Where are you from?" and lastly "Where do you live?" Horrible, horrible, horrible. Anyway, it gave me enough time for me to have this interesting conversation with HB7 (my target from the beginning):
ME: "Earlier tonight, she told me that she's gonna leave me stranded." *laugh*
HB7: *laugh* "Wait, you guys aren't dating?"
ME: *smirk* "Haha, no. She's my friend"
(laugh, take a step back and dance for a few seconds before moving back up to her and saying "Oh, is that why you didn't wanna dance with me this whole time?"
HB7:She laughed, smiled, kept dancing
As a few songs went by, HB5 and 7 were grinding on each other for a good 1minute. I wen to HB7 and told her "You really know how to make me jealous, don't you?" we both laughed about it. Later that night, we saw both of them sitting on a bench outside the club. HB7 got my wing-gal's number. When she asked for mine I asked her if she remembered my name. She didn't remember so I told her playfully that she wasn't prepared for my number yet. She laughed about then told me that she'd get it from my friend.