I went to a new club last night... one I had competed at in the last big karaoke competition. Partly because I had left a disk there and was seeing if it was still there, and partly because there was a girl I was hoping to run into there...
Well, the girl I was hoping to run into wasn't there, but there was a girl there, Belinda, who had also been in the contest. At first we didn't recognize each other, but then the little light went on. I sat down with her and her friend Dina, and we all started talking.
Belinda was quite interesting... a voice coach, she also sings in a sort of a "Andrews Sisters revue" trio. And we seemed to have so much in common. Love of the same music, similar backgrounds, both have a cat, both love the same screwball movies (we traded quips from Airplane!, Young Frankenstein, Princess Bride, etc., all night long)... after a while, Dina got up and went over to talk to some other people (kind of as if to push us together?)... I asked Belinda if I was keeping her, if she'd like to go schmooze around a bit with any friends and she said no...
Long story short, I had intended to go home at midnight but ended up closing the bar with her. She kinda kept a distance between us in the booth, but not too far as if to say "go away..." I walked her to her car... was still too damn shy to ask for her number. Maybe a major faux pas?
I hope not. I don't think it will be that much of a problem... though I did get a handshake goodbye, she did make it clear that she had fun with me that evening and hoped to see me again.
Still... I wish I'd get over this fear of making that move. I'm always afraid they'll laugh at me or think I'm creepy or something...
I'm going to go back there next Tuesday, see if the magic is still there... (an all-too-familiar scene that rarely works out, alas)... will keep you all posted...
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