If the ClarkPupp has one going for him, it's a healthy ego. Back when he was still small enough to carry in to restaurants in his car seat, he already knew the effect he had on the ladies. Anytime we ate out, he would look around until he found a woman who would make googly-eyes at him. Since he's so cute, that never took very long.
Once, while eating at Chelino's (downtown--when they still made fresh flour tortillas), my son quickly scanned around and found a twenty-something hottie out on a date. She resisted his charms at first, but after he smiled at her a few times, she stopped paying any attention to the guy who was, no doubt, paying for the meal. She played peek-a-boo with him, wiggled her finger, and the ClarkPupp paid her back by squirming and giggling.