Kiss finish in less than two minutes at marble bar

I was chilling out with some friends at Marble Bar (Sydney Hilton Hotel, Pitt St, Sydney) last Saturday night when I spotted this gorgeous brunette, I knew right there and then that I had to bring out my solid game that night if I wanted to get it on with this girl.

First, I tried to acquire eye contact from her by looking at her every now and then – trying to see if I can catch her eyes. I was hoping she’d notice my actions and look at me too. Fortunately she bit the bait and I managed to catch her eyes this one time.

I smiled at her.

And she smiled back!

So I figured that this was the “in” I was looking for.  I then set out to approach her.

“Hi, I noticed that you were looking at me in a funny way a minute ago, do I have something in my face?” I told her in the most cheekiest way.

She giggled. I noticed that she had one of the best dimples in the world. “No, no; I just thought you looked familiar,” she replied.

She was flirting back with me.

“Oh you noticed? Look I wasn’t going to say anything but it’s me – Robert Pattinson from Twilight! Would you like an autograph? Or … maybe a  bite?” I joked.

She laughed out loud.

It was ON.

“That’s a mighty nice laugh you got there! Sorry I didn’t catch your name?”

“Carrie, my name’s Carrie” she replied.

“Hi Carrie my name’s Alex, so how’s it going tonight?” I asked.

“Not too bad actually, you know – so and so.” She replied with a smile.

“That’s good to hear! Hey I bet you a hundred bucks that you’ve been hit on quite a lot tonight, am I right or am I right?”

She smiled. “Just a couple of times,” she replied.

“Well just in case you didn’t know, let me give you some cold hard facts about men and bars: 90% of guys you meet in the bar actually treat women like crap! Do you believe me?”

“Maybe.”

“It’s the truth! That’s actually a scientific fact. And do you also know that it’s next to impossible to find a genuine nice guy in a bar?” I asked again.

“Yeah, I’m actually inclined to agree to that.” She responded with a grin.

“That’s another proven scientific fact, but tell you what, you’re in luck! You know why?”

“Why?”

“Because standing right in front of you is a bonafide super sensitive eat-your-heart-out-Steve-Urkell nice guy.”

She laughed hard. She then teasingly asked “Oh, really?”

“Yes really. I like power gardening and catching butterflies in my spare time, I also do long walks in the beach while holding hands, but most importantly – I shed a tear every time I serve in the soup kitchen.”

She burst out laughing. “Well aren’t I lucky tonight then?” she replied.

“You are indeed! And let me tell you something else you don’t know. Do you know that super sensitive guys are the greatest lovers in the world?”

“Hmm . . . not sure if I’ve heard of that one.” She looked at me with teasing eyes.

“It’s the truth, you know why?”

“Why?”

“Because to nice guys like myself, it doesn’t matter what you do. It’s how much love you put into what you do that do matter. We don’t just focus on stimulating women at a physical level; we nice guys are actually experts when it comes to establishing emotional foreplay as well.”

She grinned. “Is that so?”

“It’s the honest to goodness truth. Can I prove it to you?”

“How?”

“Let me show you.”

I leaned closer to her face and then looked at her lips then looked at her eyes. I then leaned in a tad more closer and moved my gaze briefly back to her lips again and then looked back up to meet her eyes. I continued to move closer and closer and once I was inches away from her face – I stopped and lingered there for a second or two to see if she’ll pull back.

She stayed put and looked straight back into my eyes with a slight smirk written in her face.

That’s the GREEN LIGHT. So I proceeded to kiss her.

Gold star for Alex!

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