Him: *in a crowd of five guys walking into the club behind me* Hey cute dog! Can I pet it?
Me: *sitting on a bench in front of the club and pizza parlor with my dog, waiting for a friend to come out, wearing sweatpants and a wife beater and not paying any mind* Yeah, sure…she’s not nice though.
Him: *petting my dog then walking away* Thank you! *walking off to catch up with his friends then coming back after a couple minutes to where I’m still seated* Hey so I was wondering *squatting down to be eye level with me* I’m gonna pretend to be getting your number to piss my friend off over there, do you mind playing along? *taking out his phone and motioning to his friend over yonder to hold on*
Me: *giggling* Yeah I’m game man…go ahead.
Him: *loudly so his friend can hear* OK so what’s your number??
Me: 732…….*continuing to give him my real name and number*
Him: Wait so is this your real number?
Him: So…..since I have it and everything….is it OK if I call you sometime? *smiling to himself and blushing, as he can’t hide that this was actually his damn move the entire time*
Me: (OOOoooooooooooooooooh!!! He’s good!!) *finding this move all-too endearing and laughing out loud* Hahahaha…. Yeah, man…you can definitely call me some time.