I was talking to a girl in the club for two hours. I’m not sure if I really liked her or not, but the club was closing and there was no way her group of five friends were going to let me leave with her.
“It was very nice meeting you.” I said. I made it seem like this was my goodbye.
“Hey why don’t you give me your number?” she said.
“Why? So you can call me on the phone?”
“Umm yeah,” she said.