Well, why not find some more women you can pilot? As David got Laura walking down the beach, making sure her hips were swaying, he sent out a ping from her computer, asking any ladies if they wanted the chance to enjoy what he had given his girlfriend—well, he hoped that it was asking their autopilots. And based on how no one was giving Laura absolutely dumbfounded looks, it was, thank goodness. After a while, David got got a few messages back, with a multitude of names and model numbers attached. Some of them, to his surprise, were famous celebrities, and you could spot them on the beach, too! Though, there were some regular babes available, too.
After setting Laura on a course to meet up with a chosen girl, David began looking around the desk, for something he could use to make sure he didn't lose track of her girlfriend, and after checking a few drawers he found something: Some sort of smartphone or PDA, that had a readout of Laura's stats and thoughts like the main computer. He was sure it didn't have as much functionality as the full computer in front of him, but it would do the job. It even looked like he'd be able to link it up to multiple girls—after bringing it into their heads to interface with the computer, of course. But it wasn't like he wasn't planning on doing that.
Soon, Laura came to a stop, sitting down next to the chosen girl. David pushed a few buttons to help her break the ice, and as the two talked he began making his way out—climbing out the hatch in her brain, though he didn't go out through the nose like he came in, figuring it'd be easier to climb out Laura's ear without being noticed. Once he was out of her, he just needed to make sure neither girl saw him. Simple enough, with how absolutely minuscule he was...
Now, before we get too far, what sort of lady did David decide on?