Laying the tracks.

Beth showed up in time for the 10 pm poker game tonight… and as per her usual routine, she paid me attention. At one point, it came down to her and me in the same hand, and I caught 2 pair on the flop, Kings and Queens, and she was raising me. I told her, flat out, she didn’t want to do that. And she believed me, and folded. When I showed her my cards, she realized that I was giving her some good advice — she would have lost more chips if she hadn’t listened.
This, other than poker, could have had a couple of ramifications: she trusts me (before I showed her), and she believes me (after I told her).
Anyways, as per our most recent traditions, I lost out a little while before Beth did. So, after she lost, she began chatting with me more.
My buddy was trying to play at an open mic night at TT Reynolds, so I asked her to come with me for 45 minutes or so. And she said that she was about to go home — before she chatted me up for another half an hour.
I walked her to my car… Got my hug… Told her that I’d probably see her Wednesday night at Tino’s, and went home.
Somehow, this still feels right. Perhaps, I’m laying the tracks in an attempt to get her to go out with me.
A slight part of me wants to NOT show up on Wednesday — but that would only be good if I had someone there to tell me if she was looking for me. Perhaps she’ll do the same no-show, just to find out how anxious I am to see her. Or maybe I should quit even thinking about those childish games, and just show up and see her on Wednesday.
Decision made. We’ll see if the tracks I’ve already laid might lead anywhere productive…..