Yep. Fire those nicely chopped bad-boys into a fine Omelette with their friends Mr Red and Green pepper, add a little mozzarella, season with black pepper. Present to lady friend with an affection for Omelette, get laid. Drink some whisky afterwards, maybe discuss the transcendent nature of the world, tell her she makes the world feel different, in a good way. Put on some Miles Davis, maybe get laid again. Drink some more whisky and then fall sweetly into her arms as the sweet rhapsody of an ineffable connection lulls you into the dream world.
I'm an optimist, though.