“Really?”
“Yeah. I met her sophomore year of High School. She was the greatest girl ever. Every
Christie I’ve ever met has been so much fun to hang out with.”
“That’s cool, glad to see not every Christie is a bitch,” she joked.
“So did you come out to New York to study modeling, or do you have work?”
“Mostly work,” she said. “Though my manager wants me to take some acting classes
too.”
“No way?” I said. “You have to come meet my friend. She’s in the NYU acting program.
You’d love her.”
I pointed back to Alice. “If you feel comfortable enough, why don’t you come join us for
the rest of your meal? I’m only in town for one more day, maybe Alice will be able to
show you around town since you’re new here.”
“Where are you from?” Christie asked.
“Los Angeles,” I said. “I’m just out here visiting friends right now.”
She looked to me, and then to Alice, pondering my invitation. “Okay,” she said. “I don’t
think anyone would mind if I switched tables.”
“Awesome!” I said.
She collected her things and moved over to my table. I introduced her to Alice, and
proceeded to tell a few stories about myself, demonstrating various positive qualities I
had. Most of them included Alice’s ex-boyfriend, so she could chime in with some social
proof when she felt like it.
After the meal was over, I decided to pick up the check for everyone (always a nice move
to display generosity when helping a girl to form a first impression). As we were leaving,
I turned to Christie.
“So are you doing anything right now? Do you want to join us for drinks?”
“Thanks for the offer,” she said. “But I need to be getting home. I have to be up early
tomorrow.”
“That’s cool. Tomorrow is my last day in town. Would you like to get together? I hear
there are some amazing book stores in Greenwich Village that I plan on checking out.”
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