“Penny?”

“Yes Sheldon?”

“When you have, in the metaphorical sense, ‘found yourself,’ would you please come back across the hall and find me?”

Penny fumbled her laundry basket. Attempting to form a reply, she only managed to open her mouth and shut it a few times in a flabbergasted silence.

Sheldon, while noting her distress, was not especially ( Read more... )