Sometimes, I just tell them how friggin GORGEOUS they are while I do the SUPER-HIGH-MILEAGE thing. I guess that would fall under "sweet talk."

Thanks, Eddie/Elvis

me: "maybe. how much?"

dancer: "$50 for one song. $100 for topless. $200 for touching."

me: "damn, do you have a law degree or something."

dander: "f_ck you, cheapstick." and promptly walks away to the next victim.

<Solar Bear>

First off, you totally rock! I am so glad you're on this forum. You really keep it interesting.

Guys with real game know that it doesn't matter all that much what you say, it's how you say it. I would not recommend talking sweet to them, or giving them too many compliments. They have heard that from every guy that ever met them. It just makes you look like a tool.

Some guys think that you should let them do all the talking. This is also a trap. If they get to go on talking for too long, this makes you look weak. Now you're a tool again, letting them dominant you. I usually let them talk a bit in the beginning to get an idea of what they are like. But then you got to cut them off and get down to business. If a stripper talks non-stop this is a big red flag. She is probably on drugs, cray and most likely both. Stay away.

Talking about your career a bit is good just to establish you have a job and are a decent guy. But cut off right there. I always tell them my job is very technical and complex. They wouldn't understand. but it pays very well.

Dirty talk is where it's at. I mean you're paying them, right?

Hope this helps.

KIra talked about sleeping in pyramids, dancing, and what the other dancers were up to.

Blaze talked about her childhood, her singing career, her gym routine, her parents, her mind, her eyes, her stage routine.

Carmen translated Akkadian for me. Ah, Carmen. All kinds of other things, mostly the properly harnessed power of thc, the usefulness of hemp...etc. But also very high-brow philosophical stuff.

Damienne mostly made growly noises while smiling broadly. Somebody told me she works at the UN now. She tackled me once, as I walked in, she didn't really say anything, and I'll always love her for being that way....

Brooke told me what she saw in me, in my eyes, and warned me that there was no love here.I told her I already knew that.

Diva and I talked about dreams of children, and wishing, and working on Lord Of The Rings, and fire, and Japan, and her tattoos, and painting cats...I've never seen anyone else eat fire on that stage.

Katrina called me a lot. We talked about all kinds of things. One time, she was in a phonebooth, in Canada, on tour. She just calls, me for some reason, so I read her a short story. She liked the way I rolled ones. Rather, her cat did. She'd slip me photos of her cat playing with the ones I threw at her between bills. Manager there was a bit nutty. So there were all these calls, talking about all sorts of things. We never really talked in the club very much.

Frankie and I talked about pet projects, and whatever memories and things came up. One thing she told me that stays with me is how she would sneak into this wooded area in Oregon at night with her daughter, where there was a rock-encrusted spring pool, and they'd just jump in there, and cut open light sticks, and watch galaxies spin around the pool with them. You know, stuff like that.

just off the top of my head.

"The more we take, the less we become"
~Mclachlan

So try these lines-
-so, did you just get here
-do you come here alot?
-can i show you around?
-are you waiting for a specific customer?
-so can i warm you up?
-so what brings you here today....get a lil naughty, right?

dude this shit is bullet proof