When I left the bar, I told Melissa goodbye, smiled and waved. She smiled and waved back. "See you later," she said.

See you later? See you later. Is she just being polite or does she really hope that she will see me later? Is she speaking in code? Is she trying to tell me to come back and see her? Well, she is smiling and waving. Smiling and waving is good, right?

She's a bartender, it's her job to "smile" and "wave." She really just wants me out of her bar.

Maybe not. Maybe she does want me in her bar; in her home; in her bed....

No way. There aren't enough positive vibes there.

Damn you, Paul! You had to go and tell her I was "dangerous!" I don't mind you telling her that I was all agog over her, but clearly she took you at your word that I was not to be trifled with. Now she is plastering a fake smile and forcing a fake wave while silently channeling "Please, never come back here again."

"So Paul told you I was dangerous, huh?"

What? What's that mean? She smiled, blushed and turned around, walking away. Is she just going to help that guy at the end of the bar or is she trying to get away from me? Wait, maybe the blushing is good. That's a physical response to embarrassment, right? Is she just being coy? I bet she's just being coy.

Coy little devil.
"So if I'm not half as dangerous as Paul says I am, will you go out with me?"
"I don't know." Aagghh! She smiled, blushed and turned again! Coy?

Oh, great, now they're wispering behind the bar. They're talking about me. They're laughing. Do I just stand here like an idiot, knowing that they are laughing at my seemingly blunderous proposition? No, I'll walk away. She didn't say "no" so it's not rejection. It's not rejection, is it?

Damn you Paul! You knew this would happen!

"See you later!" Smiling. Waving.

It looks sincere.

I'm going back tonight.