You helped me try to get a girls number, but you were in fact much prettier, cooler, smarter and more fun than the girl you helped me talk to. We found out we lived close to each other and I asked you for a coffee date. My phone was dead so you told me to type my number into yours and text myself. Upon arriving home I realised in my drunken stupor I must have typed my number wrong as I had no text. Still up for coffee?