I asked this girl for her phone number recently, and she hesitated and went, "Uhhh...I'm kinda seeing someone right now, so I don't feel totally right giving my number out..." So I said, "No problem. I totally respect that. It was nice meeting you." And then I turned and started walking away. Before I could even take my second step, she was like, "W-w-w-wait! What's your name?..." And I was back in.
Now, this wasn't a conscious, strategic move by any means (though in the future it might have to be), but it occurred to me that this wasn't the first time that had happened, and it made me realize something: women are like car dealers; as soon as you threaten to walk away, they panic and scramble to come back with a better offer.
Ahhh, the negotiations of life . . .