Anywhere I go that serves liquor, I ask for a Bob Marley (shown above). That’s my fave drink in the world, man. Its basically sweet up top until you get to the Bacardi at the bottom.
Do NOT let them screw with you. Throw that shit back at them if they replace the ‘cardi with some wack watered down bullshit. That’s not the real thing.
Fellas, trust me. BM is basically an icebreaker because chicks dig the colors and it looks unique. They might walk up to you just to ask you what you’re drinking. From there, make your move.
But anyway, after that’s finished I usually go for a 2nd harder drink (Coke and Henny, maybe). If I’m still not tipsy, I start drinking stuff with no chaser.