"So here's my question…" I waited for the redhead to turn, to see me, to process what I had said, for the decision to hear the rest to play across her face; all of which happened quickly. Which was a good sign: if they're slow on the uptake I usually abort. Not this time. "What would the perfect thing to say to you be, right now, to convince you to give me a shot?"
"Probably not that."
I smiled; it had been worth a try. Women appreciate honesty. Especially women in hotel bars at midnight.
"But it's probably good enough."