Obviously you are a person of sophistication and taste. You are witty and charming. Rico and suave. You enjoy a well-poured glass of Duvel Golden Ale the same way The Continental enjoys a glass of fine champanya.
Yet despite the fact that you literally ooze style and confidence, you simply can’t bring yourself to offer to buy that pretty vixen at the end of the bar a drink.
Obviously she is very attracted to you (as are most women). Obviously she wants you to buy her a drink.
But what if she tests you with coy objections and petty rejections?
Not to fear my friend. There is a cheat sheet: