My philosophy is that if it worked, it was the right game for her. The first thing that came to mind is that the game Rastaman runs on the kind of chicks he likes works, and didn't factor in that white dudes maybe run different kind of game to the girls THEY like, or you calibrate depending on the feel you get from the particular chick you might be hollering at. The chick in the produce section didn't mind camping out and bantering with you, so it was the right move. That's a pretty funny exchange though, and it's kind of cool that he was interested enough in game to chop it up with you that way.
"The best kind of pride is that which compels a man to do his best when no one is watching."