Last night I saw the girl whose boobs I said no to a couple weeks ago. She came over to talk to me and my friend as soon as she saw us.
Her (to my friend): He said no to my boobs last time. Can you believe that?
Him: I heard the story. I told him that I'd be happy to buy a round of shots and take them out to you guys if it meant I got to see boobs.
Her (to him): I know, right?
Her (to me): Are you sure you aren't gay?
Me: Pretty sure.
Looks like my actions* backfired.
*I wasn't even intentionally** playing hard to get when I said no to her boobs. I just had somewhere else I needed to be that night and I was already going to be late.
**I haven't been reading The Game, even though I could probably use some tips.