Picture this. If you are a guy that has spent any time in any place at all trying to talk to a woman, you know how this scene goes. You see the woman of your dreams. Okay, this may be a little exaggeration. But you see a pretty woman somewhere. Of course, when you see her, you naturally want to go talk to her. Thus far, you haven't done a thing wrong. You walk over to her and say hi. She greets you back, not incredibly interested. As pretty as she is, there is no doubt that she has been randomly approached by men that look just as good, if not better than you on a regular basis. This is just to be expected, no matter how good you think you look, or actually do. She is just used to it. You introduce yourself and offer your hand to shake. She accepts your hand and tells you her name. Once again, you are doing just fine. This is where the story starts to go downhill, though. There is an awkward pause as she looks at you expecting you to say something else. After all, you approached her. You try desperately to think of something to say. All that comes out is three strikes in a single question because you have nothing better to say. She answers you absently, and looks around for someone that she knows to talk to, greeting them from across the room. She smiles and takes off, politely casting a "nice to meet you" over her shoulder as she runs off with her friends, planning to talk about you when she gets over there and not talk to you for the rest of the night. And you have failed. Now, your question or statement, whatever it was, can be one of many different things. No matter what you said to her or asked her, the message portrayed was the same exact thing. And she read the message loud and clear. What was the message? It is simply: I have nothing to say. That is why she walked away from you without any interest whatsoever. That is why she will not remember your name in fifteen minutes, if she remembers it that long. And that is why you are going home alone.