I suck at flirting...

So I went to this bar/restaurant to meet up with Natalie...

Stopped at the bar to grab a drink.

This hottie turns and starts talking to me...

Blonde. 6'2". Really really good-looking. Works for a hedge-fund.

Touches my arm a lot. Asks lots of questions.

I felt kind of awkward. (Also I have a huge zit on my nose, first nose-zit EVER (I'm actually kind of excited about it.))

Lots of eye contact.

More arm touching. Smiling. Eye contact. Arm touching.

Finally I excuse myself to go back to see Natalie and Co.

We swap numbers...

And then I tell her I'm gay.