I don't think my desired WIP novel should be my first, yet a young, hot Molly Ringwald is tempting me from the bed with her short, yellow blouse (with a panda logo on the left breast) and panties. Soft Cell's "Tainted Love" is playing in the background, and its raining outside the window. The room is illuminated from the neon and the lights of flying cars outside. I'm fully dressed in my pants and buttoned-up shirt, and in my palm is a glass of soda water spiked with "moodies". My Ray-Ban Wayfarers are tilted slightly down over the bridge of my nose. Molly gets out of the bed and seductively meanders towards me. She adjusts the Wayfarers on my head so that my sight is darkened, yet her almost alien beauty remains. Our lips lock... and the "moodies" take effect. Darkness.