Hi Stromile,

I can't tell you how great it is that you ask yourself what Doc Love would do in a given situation with a woman. Because if you ask yourself what to do, you're going to flub it. If, however, you ask yourself, "What would Cary Grant do or say," or Clint Eastwood, or Robert DeNiro, or Jackie Chan, then the answer will pop into your head and you'll know the right course of action. The reason you get into a pinch is because out of nowhere babes are going to throw you a verbal curveball, and you have to know how to come back on a dime, bopbopbop, without mumbling or going completely dumb -- like most guys do.

Asking "What's your home phone number!" is the exact thing you should do when there's nothing left to say. Beautiful, man, good for you. Because when there's no more to say, that IS the best time to blurt out that all-important question. When you're through with your sales pitch, you close and ask for the order. Period.

Now let me address how you handled that bombshell behind the counter on Sunset Boulevard. You were great, pal, nothing short of fantastic. Most guys would keep hanging around like hungry dogs, and they'd ask her out four or five more times until they were totally humiliated and were ordered to hit the bricks. But you moved on first. Unlike you, most guys would beat a dead horse. Like my cousin Jethro Love says, "When you're at a fishin' hole and the fish ain't bitin', don't sit around there waitin' for 20 years, boy. Get yourself off to another fishin' hole!"

And that's what you guys have to do. Because dating is a numbers game, and no matter how much you like the "10" standing behind the gym counter, you're not a big-time Hollywood producer. Congratulations on recognizing the reality of the situation and not wasting your time.

Stromile, what you're saying is that the women in Southern California have no depth, as opposed to your average New England earth mother. But who's going to leave those small towns in the bucolic hills to come to Tinseltown? The Beautiful Women, that's who. That's why you can drive down Sunset Boulevard and every 20 feet see another Liz Hurley or Heather Locklear-lookalike. Hollywood is an entertainment center, and of course it has the weather. And if you weigh 240 pounds, you're not going to spend time at the beach, unless you happen to be a beached baby beluga whale. So why would the "3s" and "5s" move to California?

You ask if "The System" is too powerful….Like I told you guys at the very beginning - this stuff is nitro. Not dynamite, not an Ouzi -- this is NITRO. That's what you have here in my techniques. Even Supergirl has no defense against it, because it's kryptonite.

If these California honeys were so terrible that they drove you straight into the Snow Belt, Stromile, maybe you were just hooking up with the wrong women. Maybe you were picking aspiring actresses. Sounds to me like that was your problem. Like my cousin Sal "The Fish" Love says, "If you have a choice between an actress and a girl with a real job, don't be an idiot - take the clinically sane girl."

It's true that on average the women of New England are more kindhearted, but you know what Fast Eddie Love says: "Getting them to flip over you is like shooting fish in a barrel!" But the California girls would fall head over heels for you too, if you found a nice, sweet one.

What you should have said to that girl who locked eyes with you was, "I hope I'm not going too fast for you, baby." But you're not here to get married, my friend. You're here to date as many women as possible so that when you meet the right one you have the know-how and ability to keep her. But until then, you're supposed to go out with thousands of women.

Don't walk around feeling sorry for your dates, dude. As General Love would put it, "Why are you feeling sorry for the enemy?" And let me compliment you on your cultivated ability to get women to laugh. You're a great student.

To your question about whether my principles are designed to get a woman to stay with you forever, the answer is yes -- eventually. But buddy, you're not ready. You're not ready because you're not getting rid of the ones you don't want and feeling good about it. I don't care if they're jumping off 10-story buildings because you left them. You're there to learn from them, experience what you can, get an education, and then move on. Gosh, Stromile, don't you ever watch Divorce Court?

But seriously, it's not like you're not going out with these girls for eight months and then callously dumping them and driving them to commit hari-kari. Women with high enough Interest Level fall in love with you somewhere between the third and the sixth date. Soon as they start coming on heavy, Stromile, just walk if you don't have any feelings for them.

And guy, that's the greatest feeling in the world. There's no better feeling than dropping a woman and not feeling remorse - or anything. That's what you have to understand. Don't you watch TV commercials, where all guys are portrayed as idiots? Don't you see how the Feministas rule? Come on, dude! Wake up! Two things happen in any relationship with a female. You either break up, or you get married. So don't get bent out of shape over it.

One last point. Why are you seeing these girls if you don't like them? Don't mislead them. You don't want her falling in love with you after the fourth date if you're not into her. As soon as you realize she's not for you, drop her.

No, Stromile, you don't want to throw away everything I've taught you. But you've got to get over your sympathy syndrome. Let me repeat what I said before: NEVER FEEL SORRY FOR THE ENEMY. You're not being a player by looking out for yourself. If you feel bad about dropping girls, you don't understand the Dating Dictionary yet. Go back and study.

Remember, guys: when they drop you, they smile.