TBL Crew answers Roissy game test

The always excellent Roissy in DC occasionally posts a feature called "A Test of Your Game" where he sets up dating scenario shit tests that women will run on you, and invites his readers to answer them.

Seems like an interesting way to get a feel for your TBL authors by publishing both the question and our individual answers.

Here's his test scenario: Tonight, you are meeting a woman at a bar.
The woman is someone you’ve been dating for a few months. Expectations have been established. Not firm rules, but slowly congealing guidelines for acceptable behavior. She tells you she will be at this bar tonight with a former co-worker, a man you’ve never met, and she wants you to come out and meet her at the bar.

You say “Yeah, I’ll swing by later.” You’re an alpha; everything is always later.

When you arrive at the entrance of the bar, you spot your girl across the room. She's sitting on a barstool between two men. There are no other empty stools near them. They are all laughing and drinking amongst themselves. Your girl is looking good, her bright red lipstick a beacon in the dim bar light. They haven’t noticed you yet. You watch them for a second before proceeding into the room, dispassionately curious about their dynamic. Soon you will walk toward them – the two men flanking your woman whose vagina you have penetrated repeatedly and vigorously – with intentions to introduce yourself. You don’t know which of the men is her former co-worker, or who the other man might be. In fact, you don’t know anything of their synergy, but that you see their smiles and hear their laughter. You begin walking to them.  What do you do?

Bon's Response:

First, when she told me she would be there with an old co-worker, I’d ask her “Oh, is he gay?”
Her: No, blah blah
Me: Oh, well you guys have fun. I’ve got shit to do.
Her: What? It’s not like that..blah blha
Me: Cool, ya, later.
Now, at this point she knows I’m not even going to START to fucking play with that bullshit and disrespect. I don’t care if it’s Jesus Christ returned.
She is a woman. She knows for GOT DAMN sure that isn’t cool. Even if it is a gay friend (which it isn’t), it’s a minimum a shit test, at medium a feeler on what she can pull with a guy she actually DOES want to fuck, and at most you’re already toast and she’s been letting that guy flirt/hit it for some time.
I wouldn’t even call her when she sends the “What’s wrong?” “Why are you being this way?” texts over the course of the night.
If you’ve been laying the pipe correctly (brutally and regularly for the first couple months) she’ll get the drama she’s craving by pulling this shit, from the worrying about you all night and how mad you are. Those guys’ game won’t match the gina tingle (Roissy TM) the drama gives her. DON’T ANSWER HER TEXTS. Short of her showing up at your house (where you dick her to death), she blew her communication privileges for the night, and maybe the next day or two.
When you DO talk to her in a day or two, you play it cool and alpha. Now she KNOWS two things.
A) You don’t give a FUCK.
B) She is replaceable
C) You don’t play when girls try that scandalous ass bullshit. You see it, and you know it, and  you don’t play.

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