Bodyguard and Business class

I went out tonight after the invite of a particular young lady. For all intents and purposes we will call her Bomb shaker. She's a blond bombshell that in her invite stated "Come to the onion if you want to see some hot blonds shake their asses." Who doesn't want to see some blonds shake their ass. I was in. To rewind for a moment I met this girl last night at a "stop light" party. A stop light party is one of the best ideas ever. You invite a bunch of people and say that if you are taken you wear red, if you are "complicated" you wear yellow, if you wear single you wear green. So I meet her there. Wait rewind to earlier in the day. I went to the cafeteria and some people are I know were like hey Jay what up. I walked over there and they said "we were just talking about you because Bomb shaker, says that there are no decent men any more and I said there is Jay he's a good guy." So Bomb shaker asked me if I was going to the stop light party, and I was like ya sure. So I roll up there and she takes me around and she is introducing me to people and we talk off and on through out the night. I get her number and figure I'd set up a coffee date later. ( I met potential dream girl there too, but we'll see what happens) So I sent her a quick text and she added me to myspace. (myspace, I know, I know). Everything is cool, she calls and says meet me at the onion, so I'm like cool, this is positive. I roll up and she acts excited to see me and stuff. It's cool. I'm kind of hanging out and she's like dancing with me and the stage is set. Enter the bodyguard. He's a dude she was hanging out with the night I met her. I spoke with him and he's a cool dude. However, every time I would try to dance with her, there was this weird positioning going on that would force me out. She would be dance with me, dance with me blah, blah, blah. Then here comes the strike. So, she says to me, "Zero guys hit on me last night." SSSSSTTTTTTRRRRRIIIIIIIIIKKKKKKKEEEEE ONE. What the hell? Did I not meet her and get her number? So I was like fuck, threw a princess fit and stormed off. In her defense, I'm probably not overtly obvious about my "flirting." Ok the princess fit wasn't that bad, but it was a good move in the Chess game of dating cause she got the hint. So I went and spoke with some other dudes that I knew from school. So, I made my way back and in the mean while business class rolls in. Business class because he was wearing a sport coat and what not. I start my thing and business class gives me the eye like I'm molesting his mother. Apparently this bomb shaker has got these dudes around her that are just waiting for a chance OR this chick keeps these dudes around cause the give her lots of attention. Either way kinda fucked up. On behalf of business class and bodyguard I protect my girls, especially when they are at a club. However, if one of my girls is like hey I like this guy, its cool, I support them. BUT if I'm diggin on a chick waiting for a chance, ya I would probably act just like bodyguard and business class. Fucked up. SO during the night I was near her and she would give me a little grab here and there and let me know that things were cool. So, my fear in the situation is that she's another hot chick who wants a "good guy" but has no guts, nothing to really offer. Cause we all know that this mofo brings it. Hope she can keep up.