I did two dates in a row this week. The day before my second date with the black girl, I was out dating my new Taiwanese acquisition. It started in Covent Garden on the sunday afternoon, like it usually does. Suave and I are playing with the video camera when I see a cute little pixie girl walking past with a sad expression. She stops to look at a street vendor’s cart and I go over. I use the “three-finger turn” to get her attention then open:

Krauser: Hey. I was over there with my friend when you walked past and caught my eye. I decided to come talk to you and as I walked over I tried thinking of something really cool and impressive to say. But my mind is blank.

That did the trick. She laughed, introduced herself and away I go. Most memorable bit was when she said she was a hairdresser and I teased her on her haircut. That’s the bit where I’m circling her and examining her on this video  [warning: some commercial branding]

We get interrupted by the vendor when she overhears me seeding the instantdate at a nearby retro sweet shop. She asks us if we know some other shop and gives directions. I take the cue and lead the way. I don’t realise at this point but Suave is following me with the camera (I thought he’d gone off to his 3pm date). Finally coming out the sweet shop I see him locked in at a lampost so I stop my girl in front of him for a better camera angle.

I lead her off to a nearby Caffe Nero and get into the business of DHVing, taking her Facebook and so on. Suave shows up with his new girl soon after so we double date.

A few days later I pull the girl out onto a Day 2 with these texts:

Krauser: HB Pixie. We’re gonna have that milkshake. What’s your favourite flavour
HB Pixie: I would like to have chocolate under, strawberry in the middle and valala on top please. When?
Krauser: Tonight or Thursday. You pick.
HB Pixie: Emmm, I finish work at 9pm, would be too late I think, and I am not available until Monday. What then?
Krauser: Depends where you work. I was thinking 8pm, but 9 is ok if you’re close
HB Pixie: I’m far, I’m [zone 4]
Krauser: How long does it take to Central London? Can’t do milkshake that late but there’s a great retro members club that’s open late. Very 1930s jazz and art deco.
HB Pixie: Sounds fab, but take me about 35 mins get to the [station], if I can be there 10, too late no?
Krauser: 10pm is fine HB Pixie. We’ll have a couple of hours in London’s most relaxing bar. So the next question is – are you impulsive (tonight) or methodical (thursday)
HB Pixie: Tonight would be better, do you mind that I have leave at 12:00 because of last train?

Date goes well but she says a few biographical details that make me screen her out. It’s a shame, because she’s kinda cute. She also recognises me as a “player” within ten minutes. I just reframe:

Krauser: I’m not sure I get you. Do you mean [indicates left hand] I’m a guy who is successful with lots of women or [indicates with right] I’ve made a lifestyle decision to surround myself with pretty girls?
HB Pixie: I’m not sure which. I’ll think about it.