Approach the shapely black woman at the bar

You head over to the woman sitting at the bar and sit down. She looks at you with suspicion when you introduce yourself. "I don't think we've met before," you say with a friendly smile.

She sighs. "No, and that's probably why you're talking to me right now."

"What do you mean?" you ask confusedly.

She rolls her eyes. "Look, somebody should have told you by now, I'm a chick with a dick, a'ight? So if you're looking to hit on a drunk bar skank, you can fuck off."

"So it's true, then?" you say. "I was actually trying to confirm that."

"Why?" she asks.

"Um...well, I'm kind of interested," you admit as confidently as you can muster.

"Interested? Like, you want to experiment?" she asks dubiously.

"I wouldn't exactly call it 'experimenting,'" you reply. "I'm...pretty sure I'd enjoy it, I just haven't found anyone to try it with."

The woman is still giving you a distrustful look. "How do I know you aren't just fucking with me? Maybe you think I'm a freak you just wanna stare at."