A cheesy script, role reversal, sexual intrigue–the perfect ingredients for a B-rated movie. Giel Vleggaar’s tongue-in-cheek piece about the pitfalls and stereotypes of the dating scene pits two percussionists against an onslaught of aggressive would-be women seducers. Vleggaar admits that the slapstick comedy of the piece works because somewhere inside, men have the idea that with the right line, a woman will just melt in their hands. It is the role reversal which nails home the point that it is only a fantasy, and that sarcasm is perhaps the only response to a really pathetic come-on line. And indeed, there is no mistaking the sarcasm in the women’s voices, just as there is no choice but for the percussionists and the only man on the soundtrack to accept their domination.