Okay, seriously, I'd think that after two months she's pretty clearly telegraphed her general lack of interest. Wish I had something more helpful to say here; maybe somebody else does.
Still, though, it-out-whipping has never, technically, failed me in the past!
"Great Britain's two most senior military officers added to the uneasiness. [...] Lord Wolseley, Adjutant General, thought that it might be possible for an enemy to invade without waiters and pastrycooks." -Robert K. Massie, Dreadnought
Well, you could start inviting her to any events you are invited to. Just don't, you know, create an event called mind-blowing sex and FB invite her. Those kinds of events require personal invitations and filligreed paper.
she fell out of the ugly tree, hit every ugly branch on the way down, hit the ugly ground, bounced down the ugly hill, hitting every ugly rock and tree trunk along the way, rolled into the ugly bank, landed in the ugly river, and then floated all the way down to the ugly ocean.