My intention today was to see how my new -slightly altered- mix works… for causing fallout… it rocks, would be an understatement. 
As for fallout, it remains to be seen. 
- A314 rev31 - 2 drops
- “Fallout+”* - 3 sprays
- IS - 4 sprays
- P83 - 25mcg
The percentages are a bit off, as my initial measurements may be inaccurate. Also, I get 102 when I add all the percentages. Have to love the SUM function in OpenOffice. ))
Had some business in the city, but went to the market prior leaving. Bought some cheese - the girl working there was very friendly and flirty. Giggling quite a lot. I paid with my card and told her I could not tip her, to which she replied that the mere fact that I came there is more than enough. Made fun about the cheque, to which she replied that her name is not on it - there was a male name instead. She told me she could be named that, though, but she would be very feminine. Lot of giggling.
Had minor IOI’s on a few more occasions, but I did not initiate anything on my part, or did not feel it to be appropriate.
Took the train home before leaving for the city again. Washed off the previous application and reapplied it. The carriage was rather empty, with plenty of available places. A older, perhaps 45-50, woman sat opposite me. Was touching her hair during the whole journey. Noticed DIHL like behavior. Didn’t speak a word. Was strange. 
Went back to the city with the intention of exposing my mix to my Fallout girl. Did not work out quite as I had expected, as she was not working on the evening shift - or had a break - if she was. Went back no more smarter. Decided to utilize the most of the mix, so I went through the Old Town and entered medieval style restaurant. The initial waitress was friendly, but they all are. Got served by a male waiter instead. He was quite respectful. Nothing out of the ordinary, though.
There were two girls sitting at a table next to me. One of the girls went away from the table shortly after I sat down, and I noticed the second girl staring at me and smiling. I then asked for her name, we introduced each other, and as soon as her friend came back she asked if they could sit at my table instead. They had to ask! They were young and pretty indeed. The one who initiated contact (girl A) was 25 years old and a 8,5/10, the other perhaps a 7-8/10(girl B), about the same age. Both turned out to be quite intelligent. Turns out they were from Norway, visiting Estonia for the first time. I talked with both of them, though the one who stared at me in the beginning was more active and chatty. Even some light kino ensued. Girl “A” had girl “B” make a photo of us two. Upon seeing it she said that I looked very serious (or professional), but fun at the same time.
I told them I could speak Swedish - i.e I could also understand some Norwegian, as the languages are similar. They were impressed by that and by me overall. They talked about themselves, asked about me, and then went on to say that there was a street in the Old Town “Pikk” which means “dick” in Norwegian. Moreover, there is a street called “Nunne” crossing “Pikk” which means “a nun” in Norwegian. Thus “a nun crossing a dick”. The dirty-meter did not go down when I said that the word “Pikk” means “long” in Estonian. Surely enough, they were entertained. The word “dick” came up several more times… including a lot of body contact with girl “A”.
The evening went on. Girl A confessed at one point that she has a boyfriend back home, but went on asking if I was single. Later on she said that I am a really great guy and I will surely find a very nice girl, whether in Estonia or in Norway, and had she not been taken, she might even be interested. She said she wanted to stay in touch, and asked for my Facebook address. Her friend reacted by saying that what if her (A’s) boyfriend would see that she has a new friend from her trip to Estonia. As I understood what she was saying, I teased her, and quickly asked the same question. She did not see any problem there and convinced her friend too - she then apologized, saying she had slept for only one hour the previous night. Girl “A” sent me an invite and asked me to confirm it immediately. We then discussed adding girl “B” as a friend in facebook too. We talked on some more, until it was time for them to leave. Her friend discovered that she had lost her sweater and became somewhat paniced about it. I assumed where it might have landed and retrieved it for her - alongside with a pair of gloves, which were not theirs… they liked them though, and considered keeping them
We stood up, and girl “A” almost collapsed. Luckily I caught her. She gave me a big hug, and then one more. The second girl too gave me a hug but only one, and it was far inferior. Girl “A” tried then to drink from my cup again - we had shared our drinks during the stay. It was empty, but she took it again, basically putting her face in it. She liked the smell of the drink, or so she told me. Albeit, it did smell nice indeed.
Went outside, where girl “A” hugged me once more and they waved me good-bye.