==Los Angeles, California, United States==

Shane woke up in a groggy slump late the next Monday. Luckily for him, he was able to schedule it so that he did not have any classes on Mondays, essentially giving him an extra weekend day. He slowly got up and got ready to start the day off.

What had happened the previous weekend was, to say the least, hectic. The Rangers were sent into another world, met a goddess, saved an old Norse heaven, 'defeated' a giant serpent, and learned of their new goal. If anything were to be taken from it, it was the fact that they would once again have to be alert at all times.

For Shane, this meant that he could no longer be as lazy as he was. Like always, an enemy was a threat to be taken seriously and Shane was the last person to be responsible for the world falling apart. In Raylan's absence, he had been able to prove himself the leader of the team and now had to once again show them that he was a force not to be reckoned with.

However, there was one obstacle that kept on getting in Shane's way: he hadn't found a girl to call his own. While sounding a bit ridiculous only being a college freshman, Shane was getting tired of single life. The last time he ever had a girlfriend was way back in his sophomore year of high school when he dated Isabelle Daley. That too didn't last very long as he found out how psychotic she actually was.

Shane, by all means, was a very attractive guy. He just never had luck on his side when it came to girls. It usually began with the fact that he was the type of guy to choose a one-night-stand over a relationship. This led to a huge downfall in his ability to actually keep and maintain a relationship with a girl.

He knew that despite all of his bad luck, the team had two relationship masters: Ryleigh and Sydney. Sydney, unfortunately, wasn't an option since she was still all the way in Smalltown. Ryleigh, on the other hand, went to the same college as Shane and would be glad to help...or so Shane hoped.

He sighed and sent her a text. "hey I need help with something real quick" he asked and closed his phone. He knew that she was in class so he had to give her some time to get back to him.

"what do you need?" Ryleigh replied rather fast.

"you know how you guys always joke about me being a failure at relationships?"

"of course...go on"

"I want a girlfriend." Shane managed to text in perfect grammar.

"AHAHAHA but i'm already taken...sorry bucko" she replied quickly.

"i'm not talking about you idiot. I just want you to help me get a girl"

"even if I helped you out they'd still run away out of fear" Ryleigh joked.

"ok really?" Shane asked.

"meet me in my room at the end of the day and i'll take you to a party" Ryleigh said.

"on a monday nite?"

"do u want a girl or not?"

"fine" Shane texted and put his phone away. He had better get prepared if he wanted to actually impress girls.

It was around eight o'clock that night when Shane decided to go down to Ryleigh's room. He knew she was probably going to berate him about not dressing properly, but he didn't care. For all he knew, she was the one that was going to be doing the makeover on him.

He reached her door and knocked on it slowly. It didn't take long for her to rush to the door and open it. When she saw the way he was dressed, she couldn't help but laugh loudly.

"You think that will work!?" Ryleigh asked and then pulled Shane inside. "You're going to need a lot of work."

"Hey, you're supposed to be helping me, not criticizing." Shane crossed his arms. "Now what do I need to do?"

"You need a lot of work." Ryleigh said.

"I don't look that bad." Shane defended himself.

"Sure, you have natural attractiveness, but your dressing habits are..." Ryleigh sniggered at Shane.

"Can you just get me ready, please?" Shane pleaded. "Sure, I'm a mess, but that's why I'm here!"

"Then let's get straight to work." Ryleigh said and went through her drawers. "Lucky for you, I have some of Johnny's clothes here. Don't worry, they're washed."

"Why do you...?" Shane began. "Actually, I don't wanna know."

"You don't want to." she said and tossed him one of Johnny's green collared shirts. "I know you've always been a fan of red, but you have to make a sacrifice for green tonight."

"Fine..." Shane grumbled and quickly changed his shirt. "Now what?"

"Your jeans look...okay. Besides, I really don't want to see you take your pants off so I guess you could keep them on." Ryleigh said. "Your shoes, on the other hand. Who wears running shoes with jeans when you're going out for the night?"

"Umm..." Shane stammered.

"I have a pair of Johnny's Sperrys here so you can try and see if they fit." Ryleigh tossed him a pair of the boat shoes.

"They fit just fine." Shane said and switched his shoes. "So I'm ready, now what?"

"You think you're ready?" Ryleigh asked and chuckled to herself. "Not to be a bitch of anything, but you smell like ass."

"What now?" Shane groaned and sat on her bed.

"I think I have some perfume somewhere in here..." Ryleigh said and started to dig through her drawer again. "Where did it go?"

"You want me to put on perfume? I'll smell like a girl!"

"Do you want to smell nice or not?"

"I...I do..."

"Then put my 'Viva La Juicy' on." she said and tossed him a pink bottle.

"This is so feminine!" Shane complained.

"Put. It. On." Ryleigh ordered.

"Fine..." Shane groaned and sprayed the perfume all over. "Am I ready now?"

"Yeah, you seem to be fine." Ryleigh nodded.

"Why aren't you dressed up?" Shane asked. "I thought you were going to the party, too!"

"Oh, I'm just getting you in." Ryleigh informed him. "You're doing the rest yourself."

"Oh shit..."