Ask Some Advice (More Options)

It had been a few days and Andrew hadn't gotten anything done. He promised himself he'd lose his virginity in Los Angeles, but had failed. He needed guidance. He needed to talk to the best ladies man he had met in Los Angeles to get some advice.

And he, the most legendary ladies man, was Lorne, the green singing demon. After all, he was surrounded by celebrities and was best friends with plenty of women. That meant he had to be a Cassanova! Of course, Andrew was clueless.

"Sing for me, kid."

"What?"

"You want my help? Sing for me. That's the only way I can read your future," said Lorne as he tossed through a few cell phones. He was a very busy demon.

Andrew paused. He began to sing, loudly and painfully, "Into the West" from the Lord of the Rings soundtrack. After ten seconds Lorne had almost teared off his hears.

"Stop, stop!" said Lorne. "I got enough. I got enough."

"Well? What's my future? Am I going to get laid?"

"Not if you keep up your current path. Not with a little help from your friends," said Lorne.

"My friends? Jonathen and Warren are going to help me get laid?"

"What I'm saying, kid, is that no girl is willingly going to do the horizantal mambo with you. But... I can hook you up."

"Hook me up with who?"

"I'll help, but you have to choose the girl. And you have to promise never to sing again. We got a deal?"

"Definitely!"