"Well," Connor asked, "Can YOU help me find what I'm looking for? You certainly turned up at a crucial moment. I know in a lot of the cartoons I've seen, a guy like you has tons of knowledge."
Mr. Plot Device smiled broadly, "That's the smartest thing you've said since you got here. What exactly are you looking for?"
"Girls who turn into werewolves," Connor replied.
Mr. Plot Device sighed. "What did I just tell you?" he asked, "The details matter!"
"Hentai," Connor said, "Hentai girls. Girls more into sex than into violence, though."
"Lemme guess," Mr. Plot device said wryly, "If you had your choice, you'd be like one of those guys in the hentai games, or cartoons, where you have a whole harem of girls just waiting at your feet, right?"
Connor blushed slightly, "Well, yeah...it'd kinda keep me from getting bored with just one."
"You don't really know what you want, but ol' Mr. Plot Device is gonna help ya anyway. It's the only way you humans ever learn," he trailed off, looking a little irked, but then perked right back up. "I got just what ya need!" Mr. Plot Device dug into his pushcart for what seemed like forever to Connor, until he pulled out a spray can, handing it to Connor. "Here ya go, use it wisely," he said, turning and pushing his cart in the opposite direction, "Hentai area's that way," he said, gesturing east, "You'll know it when you get there!"
Connor looked down at the can....