I'd use my time machine to appear on the set of Breakfast at Tiffany's and whisk Audrey away moments before the scene RedFive intends to make his move during. I'd take her to 2151 were we'd do it on an abandoned beach multiple times as the sun rises over us. Not caring about the possible repercussions of my spacetime alterations, I'd allow her to fall in love with me and we'd live together in a spacious hut full of all the amenities of a contemporary 2151 home.

Every night we'd make passionate love. After months of this, when I eventually grow tired of her, I will make up some excuse about the damage we are causing to space and time and tell her, though I love her, that I must return her to 1961. We'd have one last all night session of incredible passion on the beach, and when the sun comes up I'd return her, cooing with contentment and still buzzing from a multitude of sweet orgasms, to the set of Breakfast at Tiffany's before anyone even knew she was gone. To alleviate her sorrowful sobbing, I'd erase her memories of me... Moments later an unsuspecting RedFive will appear, take her into his arms, valiantly march back into his machine and take her to the year 2154; where he will experience sloppy seconds...

My next time conquest would be Carrie Fisher, just before she goes into audition for the role of Princess Leia...