"No, but I have a question for you."

"There are none that come to mind right now," you tell her honestly, "but I WAS wondering if you might be able to help me with something."

"But of course!" she says, her inflection making the response seem like a royal decree. "It would be my honor to assist the newly-arrived Chosen One!"

"Great," you say, hoping Her Highness isn't upset you sound far less-excited. "I was wondering if you could tell me what I'm supposed to do now that I've 'arrived'."

"But of course!" she repeats. "As I already explained to you, as long as there is no **** involved, and they do not resist, you can do whoever you wish, wherever you wish!"

"Again, great," you reply. "But don't you get it?! No matter what girl or girls I go after, that's ME making the choice! Carmen told me, and you told what I'm guessing was everyone, that I'm 'the Chosen One'! So, what was I 'Chosen' for?!"