There isn't really anything groundbreaking in this story.
I was helping my buddy paint his new place, and a bunch of people I don't know invited us to go see Hit and Run. So we meet them at the movie theatre.
It was me, my friend and then one guy and two girls they go to school with. My friend is cool shit, and actually embodies a fair amount of forum stuff without knowing anything about it. The other guy was subtly pursuing as we walked in.
They changed their mind about the movie at the last minute and I didn't really care so I went along. We went in and I just picked the seat I wanted...she picked the one right next to me. She left and when she came back she almost tipped my drink on me so I busted on her for that
and then a minute later she asked me if I wanted to switch seats and I told her I don't care...but she didn't and then they asked the guy who was pursuing if he would (the other girl wanted someone to pinch after she got scared) so I was like oh I see how it is almost spilling drinks on me and getting me pinched...pretty sure we're never gonna be friends. (:mrgreen:) .She was watching the trailer for the movie on her phone. I asked oh is that it and she handed me a headphone and leaned back into me a bit (which was pretty much a dead giveaway).
She copied my body language (mirror) for the movie and as we were leaving I talked to my friend and asked him if he wanted to come grab some food. They were ok we're leaving so I said cya, nice to meet you guys. She walked away like she had me.
Right now I am finding it really funny that she thinks she has me. I never said or did anything that was pursuing to the untrained eye it wouldn't even look like jocking was taking place. I made no mention of trying to keep contact, did none of the pursuing. They're on the very outward fringes of my social circle so it'll be months until I see them again...
The thing I'm working out in my brain right now is how did she win there?
. I have nothing invested in this. Everything was her idea, she did all the work. And wow, that was a world class poker face. When everyone was introducing themselves I picked up the slightest sign of interest I've ever seen. It was mostly my feelings telling me something was up.
