This is my first field report guys, so don't hate. 'constructive criticism' is cool with me!

SO here goes:

I was shopping at the airport, waiting for my plane to arrive.
A few days earlier I read about and smelled perfume X (for men ofcourse) in a magazine, and i really dug it.
As i was walking by the shops, I saw a duty free shop with perfumes and stuff so i went in to ask for perfume X.
There was a HB8 behind the counter, she looked kinda bored and i asked her:

Suave: Do you have Perfume X?
HB8 shakes her head, meaning no.
Suave: Are you sure?
HB8 shakes her head again.
Suave: You don't talk much do you.
HB8: Shakes head again.

I gave a slight smile, didn't wait for her response, turned back around, and as i was walking smooth, slow and cool (the way i always walk)
back to the perfumes i heard her saying to her male collegue:

HB8: Look at that curly boy. He's acting tough.

She starts following me, I can hear her stilletto's click on the floor.Gotta love that sound.

I've arrived at the perfume department again and while i'm reaching for Perfume Y, she comes standing next to me and asks where i got my jeans. (Levi's 511, they were new and cool)
Suave: In Holland.
HB8: Aha.
Suave: You want to trade? (as i'm pointing at her skirt)
HB8: Haha, why do you like black?
Suave: Oh do I. (walking away)

Hearing her footsteps behind me AGAIN, i say over my shoulder while NOT looking at her:

Suave: You aren't following me , are you? (while maintaining distance and giving her a time constraint)
HB8: No why should I ! (smiling) I'm not your mom, i'm not your gf..
Suave: Hmm.(walking away)
My mom: Suave, come here! (yelling from the entrance)

I go over there, ask her what's wrong she says nothing are you done shopping, i say no can you buy me perfume Y please i really like it here smell it it's on my wrist, she likes it and asks do you need it , yes i do my Armani Code has run out.
She goes over to buy it, HB8 comes to me INSTANTLY. I guess she was staring at me the whole time.

HB8: Is that your little brother?
Suave: yes he is.
HB8 to my little brother: Gimme a kiss!
Suave : Don't give it to her (smiling)
HB8: Then give me a hug then (with a sad little girl face)
Suave: Allright give it to her.(he gives it aaaaaw, so cute aaaaw blabla)

My mom comes back with Perfume Y( which was Giorgio Armani Attitude), i thank her, pick up my bags, give the chick a wink and turn my back on her.
I'm walking away confident, suddenly she runs up to me and gives me her number on a piece of paper and leaves smiling.
I turn the corner towards the lounge and throw the paper in the garbage bin. (She lives on the other side of the world, what could i  do with it :P Spend money calling her ? Nah don't think so)

Anyways, that's my first field report. Would be nice if you like it, if not no problem.

-Suave