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Panel 1
Ainsley and Marla stand outside, talking. Ainsley is looking angrily at his phone.
Ainsley: It's over for me, Marla. Women these days have completely lost it. I mean, look at this...

Panel 2
Ainsley holds up his phone. On it, the store page for a sex toy is shown. It reads: Clunge Plunger 9000. 100+ thrust/vibration cycles for you to mash your gash however you want. Military-grade silicone guarantee clean, industrial-strength orgasms. Dishwasher safe*. "Where once there was a sacred temple now lies only a broken and blasted wasteland. 10/10 would recommend." -Satisfied customer.
Ainsley: How's the average guy supposed to compete?

Panel 3
Marla: There's nothing to compete with, Ainsley . A toy's got no personality. As long as you're kind, funny, and maybe a little charming and there's plenty of women who'll give you a shot.

Panel 4
Ainsley has his arms crossed.
Ainsley: Oh great. So basically, I'm fucked.