They weren't. So we picked up two girls on the street and went to the Iron Cactus to have some drinks before we went. (By the way, Iron Cactus' service was horrible. It took them almost twenty minutes to get our drinks out.) Now these girls were no HB's by no means... they might have been 6's on a good day, but they were great for pivots.
When we finally arrived at Plush, the club was packed. I immediately opened a three set and started conversing and dancing with an HB7. Blah Blah Blah, not very interesting...
Later on in the evening I met this girl who had a birthday tiara on and she was turning 21! Wow, me too! I was instantly in. I made the mistake though of not opening the whole set and this would later come back to haunt me. I took her tiara and wore it around the club and we danced a while. After about 20 minutes I brought her upstairs for seclusion and I ran the evolution phase shift which actually worked extremely well. We made out on the couch for a good 10 minutes and I should have went ahead and got her number because her friends came to retrieve her from me... I got her friends to sit down with us and we talked for a while. I got in with two of her friends but the last one acted as if we were mortal enemies at birth... She drug all three of them away from me.
So I went out for a cigarette. I met an HB9.5 outside Plush walking her dog. Why would a girl like her be walking a dog in the very center of Dallas? I mean there were skyscrapers around us! I was actually genuinely curious about this girl. So I inquired. We talked about her dog because it was a gorgeous albino boxer and I soon found out that she lived here. Like in one of the 3,000/month loft in the center of Dallas. She had just moved form LA and she was working in Dallas. I asked her "What would be the best way for me to keep in contact with you?" because we were already in C2. She asked for my number and we exchanged. So I got a number close. But the night was still going.
When I went across the street to the parking garage I saw an HB8 trying to walk up the ramp of the garage in 4 inch heels. I felt that it was my duty as a man to help. When we found out from the attendant that we couldn't walk up the ramp and we found the elevator, we accidentally went to the wrong floor. Then we went to the basement.

Friends!!!!!!! NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!! Her friend was behind us. We were 10 steps to my car. I walked with them to their car and she was more pissed than I was. Her "friend" tells me that she's married with two kids. She tells me she was engaged with two kids. She tells me that she wants me to text her. Her friend shoves her in the car and tells me to go away. I oblige, because they just seem like drama to me. Her friend make a huge scene as I try to walk of even though I'm leaving like she asked. She is following me. She tells me that I should respect women. As far as I could tell, I hadn't disrespected anyone. I didn't know the situation before and once I did, I left. She's still following me. Its so bad that the homeless people are standing up for me and telling her to leave me alone! lol I was almost to my car, she's still there. The gate guard at the garage stopped her as I walked through. I just laughed it off. I think she was just jealous. She was the fat friend. I almost felt bad for her.
Almost.
Other than the crazy girl at the end, I had an awesome night. My game was definitely on top, situations just didn't work out. Oh well.