Today I finally accomplished an epic mission to get my best friend PJ together with a girl he rather likes.

They'd had a bit of a thing a couple of weeks ago but nothing seemed to really progress except through the odd text.  So, after she didn't reply to a couple of his texts the following mission objectives ensued.

Objective 1:  Mess with Her Head
Gentlemen, this one is guaranteed to work on about 99% of females I reckon.  PJ's mission was to not send her any texts, or call her, for several days.  This is after a few days of him letting her know he was rather keen, and her reciprocating, to a point.  Day 1: No texts.    Day 2:  No texts.   Day 3: A text!  She can't stop thinking about him and hopes he is having a good weekend.

Objective complete.  And why?  Because ladies have incredible imaginations.  You just need to get into their head and then give them space to work.

Objective 2: Pass The Test
At some point, a lady will set a test for her prospective mate.  In this case, The Test was a text saying she had contacted another guy she liked, and didn't want to see PJ again.  Sounds like a dumping text, no?  Well, no.  Because she also said how much she likes PJ and is attracted to him but she feels like he deserves better.
OH REALLY?
PJ nearly caved at this point.  Lucky I was there to save him.  All he needed to do to pass The Test was send a text saying actually, he can decide who he deserves, and he likes her a lot, and just wants to make her happy.  DINGDING!  Text from her saying she is confused and doesn't want to lose him.

Objective complete.  Lady sets Test, Man passes Test.

Objective 3: The Kill
It's crunch time.  She is on the thin line wavering between PJ, or dumpage.  This is a very delicate time, and won't last long.  It's time to get round there in an all guns blazing, "say hello to my little friend" moment.  (my actual advice was "get your ass round there with some flowers and don't leave til you've seen her.  Gogogo!"
So he went, and she was out, and so he sat outside in the cold wind with a bunch of roses like Hugh Grant in a silly romantic 'comedy'.  And when she came home, she fell into his arms like the silly girl in a silly romantic 'comedy' (kind of).  And she said she would not see the other guy any more, and she likes PJ more than she thought she did, and she wants to see him more.

Objective, and Mission, Complete.  All together now: Aaaaahh....

I'm a genius.  Or an agony aunt.  Or both.  Either way, it feels rather nice