The Lipstick Case From Outer Space

It's not everyday that a guy on an old broken-down planet gets a new lease on life. But it did happen for Harry Novak, (not once but twice). He was just a lonely Teen-A-Watch worker, who had lost his wife when her wealthy boss snatched her up, and took her to an off-world planet, before the Earth went really bad. Now Harry was going insane without someone to share his life with. And he didn't have the monetary units to purchase a companion robot, not until a defective drone fell on his head. With this recently acquired settlement money he'd receive he could finally become reacquainted with real (well, almost) love. He could purchase his long-sought-after booty-bot and begin to live again. But a feminine voice was calling, maybe not to him specifically, but it was calling via the star-ways, for someone, anyone, even Harry Novak, to come to the planet Eros and save her freckled hide. Would Harry answer this cosmic call, with the help of a lipstick manufacturer and his companion robot, or would he crouch behind his sofa and continue his juggling act?