There must be some mistake. A couple quickly parks their car at a 24-hour pharmacy and rushes in to ask the pharmacist what she sold them. It cannot be condoms, they say, because it feels like there is nothing there. They're reassured by the woman, who tells them that Trojan Ecstasy condoms have a unique fit for him and lubrication on the outside for her. They can't wait to get back to their car.