Going on a date. Win a date. I'm just asking for a date.
Imagine butternut's head exploding in a spray of squash seeds and pulp if he got his "date" and (like most dates) it was strictly platonic and mundane and there was no making out, sex or even a peck on the cheek. Because most women certainly do not fuck on the first date or even on the fifth. But then sane people don't expect being nice or going out as friends to automatically lead to something as Erika so eloquently put it.
Besides, winning a date with Kylie Jenner, Katy Perry, or Taylor Swift would likely end up being formatted as a "meet and greet" with extra steps and a few more than the 60 seconds it takes to snap a picture. If it was at a restaurant or even the senior prom, the celeb is inundated with adoring fans. Butternut would never get exclusive attention. But I know that "date" is hooker speak anyway for landing a John, so no surprise this dicksmoker ASSumes it will always guarantee sex.