The Holodeck: Helping Real Men Get Fake Women

In a 2:00am viewing of an early Star Trek: The Next Generation, I came across a real gem. A real gem.

Lt. Will Riker enters the holodeck which is set in a smooth, laid back, jazz club. He then procedes to create himself a woman, as they do, and blonde appears from thin air. Will rejects her because apparently (and I didn't know this), blondes don't belong in jazz clubs. Sorry. It's a fact. Then, a nice-looking brunette appears. She wasn't good enough, so Will asks for a woman that is more sultry. One appears. Will is mezmorized by her. Their eyes lock. Instant love. There is obviously an instant connection, and Lt. Will Riker delivers a pick-up line like no other...

"What's a knock-out like you, doing in a computer-generated gin joint like this?"

You can't hire writers like that anymore.