Field report from the night before last: If I'm in a high energy mood, I prefer to go out alone as I can just flit from set to set and I'm free to do what I want. Also my friends are not PUAs and sometimes they fuck up my sets for me as you will see.

I go for a pre-sarge beer in bar I know. Next time, I'm going to have the beer before I go out, so that I don't feel self conscious about being alone and having no social value.

The barmaid is pretty fit (about an 8) so I ask her, her name and introduce myself. Then I can't think of anything to say. After I finish my beer I hand her my business card and say, "You can add me on facebook." Pathetic really but it's just a warm up.

I go to the next bar, where I see a girl from a previous unclosed set. Immediately I walk over and she is very receptive. The last time I'd seen her I'd offered to do the cube for her but she had responded that she was too tired. This time she is up for it. I do it and she loves it. She tells me I am "Beautiful" (overused word in Italian). I don't know if she means physically or as a person. I should have asked! Damn retrospect. The cube leads on to a good 15/20 mins conversation.

She starts to ask me about English lessons and says she is interested. She has my business card with my name so she can add me on facebook. I also get her number, which does not mean shit. Numbers are vapour.

When she has to leave, she goes to kiss my cheeks and I try for the lips but she isn't having it. In fact when we were doing the cube, it transpired that she needed a break from men. God loves a trier.

Along comes another girl from a previous set. She is a 6 and a half with a body of a 10, which in the bedroom will do just fine for me.

We chat, play the cube. Same fucking deal. She loves it. Try to kiss her. Just split up with bf. Bullshit (although I know that this is true because I know the guy).

On to the next bar. I see a two set and approach. No lines, just, "Hi, I'm Danny," hand shake. I sit next to them.

We pass a bit of small talk, then I throw in a couple of easy riddles. Nothing too hard, just fun. They are hooked. Students seem to respond very well to riddles.

After some deliberation, they solve the riddles, I high five them and spin them around a couple of times. The kino is on. I have my laser beams on the hottest one, who is an 8.

Then things start to go wrong. An AFC guy I know turns up and invites himself to sit with us. He has overheard us and decides to tell a riddle of his own. Unfortunately, he has no idea what I am doing so his riddle is really really fucking hard.

We move over to a table and all sit down together. I go to the bar to get a beer.

Then disaster strikes. When I come back there is some gormless fucking galoot sitting on my stool. His mate has also sat down at the table. Now we are four guys and two girls.

The new guys are both fat, ugly, and poorly dressed and groomed.

I tell him that he is sitting on my stool but they tell us that they were already occupying this table before we came. I'm pretty sure he is making it up but I don't wish to start fighting so I just grab another near by stool.

They have joined in the game and it takes up the next half an hour. I start to get irritable and tell my associate to just tell them the fucking answer so we can move on with other conversation.

The new guys are chatting away and flirting with my set. It seems clear to me that they have no chance with the girls but yet they wont go away and they are actually managing to dominate the frame. Basically, they are ruining it for everyone.

I didn't expect this set invasion. It rarely happens in Italy, as people are reserved and big on manners.

Whilst assertiveness is admired, aggression in Italy is frowned on and I don't believe in fighting over girls anyway. It is beta-male behaviour and all it serves to do is inflate the woman's ego and make you look try-hard.

At some point, the two galoots, actually move over to another table, taking the girls with them. The girls look back to me and my associate and beckon us over.

I've had enough of this charade so I shake my head and say, "No". The girls then come back over to the table that we are at. It's like a game of musical chairs.

Again, these two guys approach and start talking and talking and talking about food, of all things. The only thing I can do is just walk up to them and tell them, "Look, just fucking go away!" But I can't do this, because the girls are actually responding to them and I want to be unaffected.

The most gormless looking one takes the 8s hat and put's it in his jacket pocket. He says, "I'll give this back to you the next time I see you." At this point I start to suspect that these two may well be PUAs.

It's impossible to go in for a k-close with all this commotion going on.

I've had enough, so I say goodbye with only a facebook close and a number from the last set and I go home.

YO DAWG, SOUNDS LIKE YOU GOT AMOG'D!!

haha, yeah big time mate! Wasn't expecting it, didn't even have time to get my gloves on.

This doesnt sound like a good night out for you. First thing I'd say is having a single beer alone does not look like ur by urself. Its easy to make it look like your friends are late by checking ur phone and its a good excuse to open sets. 'i'm bored waiting for friends, what do you think about my hat?' or whatever.

Second you stayed with that failing set for hours by the sounds. I think its better to cut and open new ones. You can always reopen the original one later when you;v been seen having a brilliant time with laughing groups of other women. The girls will be thinking that they are bored now and you look like you are much more fun than their group. Also, once you;v exited their conversation for a bit, you can crash back in and (not knowing what they're on about now) sit in a new position and introduce new topics. If poss. sit with the 8 and isolate obviously.

Not mad no, it was a bit annoying at the time, but quite funny now.

Sounds to me like a lesson can be learned from this. Never had this happen myself except for pua friends of mine outgaming me but thats another matter. All good though because this is all great learing experience as you will know what to do for next time.

I think it might be worth telling your AFC friend about the game, rules of winging and such but then again if 2 fat wankers come in it woudl be a bit hard to tell them politely to fuck off! Unless you can think of ways to tool them, Amog them. I completely understand not wanting to get into a fight because I don't like getting into fights either. I think if your friend had known anything about game he should have told the guys that the seat was taken. If they had been sitting there I am sure there would be half filled drinks there.

Or just find other venues to go to and have some wings on call as back up when you need them!

Even without knowing about game he should have told them that. I should have said, "Watch my seat," but it goes without saying.

In my experience giving the business card looks like bragging. I only hand it out if they ask. When I first started working (a long time ago) I gave my business card to every girl I met. Not one called me up or emailed me. It could have been my game but from asking a few different girls giving the business card unrequested is not a good move