My Dear Sleeblurk,
I was very much pleased when I learned that you have already taken the first step in the procedure that I have previously described to you. The news that your patient was invited to an unsupervised party is excellent news indeed.
I spoke with the devil in charge of tempting the youth who invited your patient to the party, Garnumb, and he informed me of the type of temptations his patient is liable to include in the party. It is nothing unusual for a party attended almost entirely by damned youths. There will be instruments, restricted even by your patient's well-molded government, that are damaging to both the patient's body and his morality. There will be "games," which, unlike the mildly corrupting games that your patient often plays in his spare time, consist entirely of immoral pleasure. And, of course, there will be plenty of that wonderful elixir known as alcohol.
I trust your patient knows not of these temptations? As I said in a previous letter, knowledge of possible temptation beforehand is fatal. He must think that this party is an innocent get-together; and considering how sheltered his childhood was, it shouldn't be too difficult to get him to think this. I told Garnumb to remind his patient that, if your patient knows what kind of party he's going to, he probably won't come. Garnumb's patient won't have that.
As always, emotion is key, and so you must keep his excitement of getting invited by a popular peer in his head to cloud out any doubts he may have of his peer's morality. I await your successful results,
Your Affectionate Great-Uncle,
Screwtape