Smooth gets punked -- big time

[Note: this post is totally off-topic since it has nothing to do with the Ground Rules laid out below. I decided to post because this little tale is pretty funny (at least I find it funny!)]

I took a girl on a few dates two years ago. Met her on Match. Dropped her when I decided she was mildly crazy since I had just gotten out of a relationship with a seriously crazy girl and it didn't end well (how could it have?).

Fast forward to tonight. Another Match date: I decide to meet a girl who looks very familiar at the bar at the Cheesecake Factory for a drink at 9pm. I'm sitting at the bar, when right on time, three girls walk in. It's her alright, just like I thought, with two friends. They grab seats down the bar from me, and proceed to completely ignore me. My girl is swearing her head off. She talking disparagingly about the Mandarin Oriental and some Mexican -- I can't make out much more. I distinctly recall her potty mouth now. Very classy (note: sarcasm).

I've been punked hard and sit there contemplating a move while they order food and drinks. I'm in no rush to handle this. To a certain extent I deserve it so maybe I'll marinate in it for a little while. I wait for 10 minutes and when their sushi shows up proceed to walk over. My girl is in the middle.

Me: "Can I get a hug at least?" I give her a half-hug as she swivels on her bar stool and faces me.

Her: "Whatever. Just don't touch my boobs. Someone's definitely not getting laid tonight. What do you fucking want?"

Me: "Look, I owe you an apology. I'm sorry. It was two years ago." [Lame but couldn't think of anything else]

Her: "This is my sister. Hey sis, meet douche guy here."

Me: "OK, have a great night ladies." I give her another hug goodbye and head out for a nice walk home across the Longfellow Bridge.

She texts me as I'm crossing the bridge. Here's the verbatim transcript of our texts for the next 15 minutes:

Me: I deserved that. I'll give you that much.
Her: Relax. You should have stayed. You are so much fun!
Me: Sarcasm? I can't even tell.
Her: I'm serious. Come back.
Me: I've always loved you. You know that. I've missed you these past 2 years. Please give me one last chance. [Personal confession: I'm somewhat mildly off-center too. Maybe I'm not that different from her]
Her: You're right. Your tenacity is attractive. So is your choking.
Me: I'll take that as a compliment.
Her: Nice. We miss you. You should come back.

Yeah, I got punked and maybe I kind of knew I was walking into a trap in the back of my head. But I did it anyway.