When I look into the Mirror of Erised, I see you giving me your number.
How am I supposed to shamelessly flirt with you in the middle of the night when I don’t have your number?
Help! I need your number in my long-term memory.
It seems like you have the answer to my math problem. What are your digits?
How do I know many hundreds of digits of pi greek and not the 7 digits of your phone number?
Can I get your number?
One call, that's all.
Here’s my number. Send me a text when you’re ready to fall in love with me.
If you give me your number, I promise to spam you with pictures of cute puppies on a daily basis.
That skeleton over there said he’d get your number for me, but he didn’t have the guts, so here I am.
Do you have a cell phone? My mom told me to call her when I find the girl of my dreams!
My golf number may not be that good but my phone number sure is!
Are you a lover of magic tricks? Pass me a paper and watch my number appear on it.
Can I have your number so I can call when I need a ride to your heart?
I must have a neurodegenerative disease because I’ve forgotten your number, cutie.
Do you know the difference between you and the new phone? The new iPhone costs $1,000 and you are priceless.
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