Look Out, Ladies. I HAve Yet ANOTHER Weapon in My Arsenal!

I like it when books sprinkle in classic quotes from brilliant thinkers, so that when trying to get up in some poo-nay-nay at a bar I can drop something like

The stars awaken a certain reverence, because though always present, they are always inaccessible; but all natural objects make a kindred impression

and the young lady is blown away by my having read Emerson; she certainly doesn't need to know that I read it HERE until the next morning after I've slipped away, having left her a fake facsimile number to contact me.  Ha!

Hey, sorry ladies, but a playah plays.  You KNOW this!