Don't Be Coy

I hate it when girls like to play games. Friend or not, they always seem to try and get the upper hand.

B was just like that tonight. There was a mutual friend's party at a bar (which was, no less, a block from my sister's house-- bonus,) and she came late with her boyfriend a couple of other mutual (ex) work friends.

I tried to talk to her. Twice. I thought perhaps she would have a smoke with me and we could chat. But both times, she purposely invited someone else along to avoid having to talk to me.

Both times she came without a jacket. And both times I offered her mine. And she accepted. The second smoke break, I grabbed her by the elbow to see if she would talk to me. Walking away hurriedly, she motioned that she had something else more important to do.

I really don't know why all the effort.

I made one last attempt, too. During the second smoke break, I took an extra cigarette, just to see if that would cue a "talk." Nope. Her move to block was having the friend's boyfriend continue useless banter. I could tell it was forced because he was running out of things to say and she was forcedly engaging him in conversation.

Needless to say, I even opened by buying her the first drink. Even her boyfriend didn't do that. Weird, huh?

I made one final ditch to chat. When she got up to leave I asked her to talk. A few feet from the group. Her excuse to go into detail was that she was inebriated. There were details about her leaving, then me taking a trip, so realistically, there would be 4 weeks before we could really "chat." I gave up and said all right, as long as we were okay until then. She agreed.

Then outside, when they were leaving I made a final play. "What are you doing Sunday," I asked.

"Nothing. I think," she said.

"Great, then I'll call you."

She said nothing. I trumped her. Finally!

Even if we don't talk, for her this is extremely weird. Extremely.