First, fella, you need to learn how to cook. There is no greater aphrodisiac than a man in an apron shuffling a skillet. Cooking's not that difficult, but it does take common sense, thought, confidence, creativity and timing. Just like meeting women! The following method has worked -- once, anyway -- in this lonely world. Find a good recipe (preferably vegetarian). Practice it a few times. Go to Whole Foods, St. Louis's primo SWF reserve, and put a nice bottle of wine in your basket. Start perusing the produce section, squeezing melons and whatnot, all the while glancing about (without looking predatory). When you spot a live one, pull out your cell phone, walk near her, and say into the phone, "Dang. That's too bad. I was really looking forward to tonight. Oh well. I forgive you. I'll just cook for myself. I hope you feel better." Hang up. Smile. Say, without contrivance, "My date just canceled on me, and I had this amazing meal planned that I'm going to cook anyway. I don't mind eating alone, but I'd prefer to share. This is crazy -- but do you like pasta? Red wine? I'd love to cook you dinner." If she says no -- and she probably will -- move to Plan B. Tell her you understand, and that no one in her right mind would go to a stranger's house on a whim. Tell her that you still need to eat dinner. Could you maybe take her out for some?