I do the New York Times Magazine crossword puzzle every Sunday. During a recent SC visit on a slow afternoon I strolled the back booths chatting up the three bored dancers. One of the dancers is doing the same puzzle I like to do so I hit on her immediately.
I say "Hi, my name is Will Shortz (the name or pseudonym of the guy who sets the puzzle) and what is your name?" The stripper looks at me gape-jawed, takes my hand, and leads me back to the private dance area.
I get, by far, the best mileage I have ever received in an Alberta club. Any other guys do good with dancers by stroking their intellects? (She was doing the puzzle in pencil; I didn't tell her that I do it in ink.)


I met a dancer recently who said she took 6 months off work to write poetry. I called her out on it and told her to recite one of her poems to me. She then leans in and whispers to me for about 5 minutes reciting one of her poems. I lost track about what the poem was all about but it did flow and sound good.