Trying to get a girl’s number (or, worse, trying to bang her) on a Saturday night at a crowded bar is a loser’s gamble. You’re competing against every other guy, first off. The girl’s ego is ballooning, because if she’s halfway decent looking, and the guys are beer-goggling, then she’s been hit on by a platoon of fools and you know how much women like attention. — Paul Janka
