I walked into a bar alone and it was pretty dead. I sat a couple seats away from a set of 7 and 8 engrossed in conversation. It was an upscale bar and they were dressed nicely. I was dressed nicely as well but was wearing some cheap shoes.
I walked over and gave my opener about going shopping over the weekend and needing their help in what a man should invest his money in. I stood in front of them and they were on the bar stools. They actually really liked the opener and actually gave shoes as their #1 thing to invest in. They also suggested a blazer which I wasn't wearing. I stacked to another routine. They were from out-of-town and told me where they were from.
The conversation ran dry. I chickened out from doing the photographic memory routine and went back to my seat. I was getting a lot of nonverbal cues that they were done talking. I finished my beer, came back over to them and asked for their numbers. They smilingly gave me their numbers. Both numbers were fake.