You're right. And I'm sure Sheldon will get a
fancy parking spot again if and when he
makes a worthwhile contribution to science.
If and when.
Okay. Maybe we should change the subject.
Amy, how are your lady parts?
Still chilly down there.
Hang on. None of Sheldon's theories have ever
been definitively proven.
My husband actually went to outer space.
That's an impressive accomplishment.
He's now an inspiration to millions of
Americans who know you don't have to be
special or even qualified to go into space.
You know, I remember the first time I got a
bikini wax.
My my sister did it with melted Crayolas and
duct tape.
It's a bad idea.
Gucci. Me, I'm sensing a little hostility.
Is it maybe because, like Sheldon's work,
your sex life is also theoretical.
Damn. Housekeeping!
We got to complain about somebody pooping on
a party in there.
It was.
Why did you tell her it was working?
Was it working?
Yeah. I'm so sorry.
Look like you're having fun.
We're having the best time.
Guess who won $100 playing craps.
That's a dollar.
And guess who wildly over tipped a cocktail
waitress.
Hey. Hey. Let's go.
We found a place that has Australian male
strippers. We want to.
See if they twirl their junk in the other
direction.
That sounds so great, but I have a little
more studying to do.
Can you believe this nerd?
Come on. You want to sit here being a loser
or do you want to watch me climb into an
Australian man's G-string like a baby
kangaroo?
So what are we going to do first?
I don't know about you guys, but I'm going to
make a beeline for the place that gives you
a princess makeover.
Oh, that sounds like fun.
You're kidding, right? We're not just going
to get drunk and go on rides.
Come on, do it with us.
All right. Whatever. How does it work?
Okay, so you pick your princess.
Sleeping Beauty, Snow White, Cinderella.
They give you hair, makeup, the works.
I guess it would be fun to be Cinderella.
Oh, I want to be Cinderella, too.
Yeah.
We can't all be Cinderella.
Then how do we decide?
Well, it's simple. This was my idea.
I'm driving. I'm Cinderella.
You bitches got a problem with that?
We can stop the car right now.
You jerk face.
What did you tell Howard?
Did you say there was something going on
between us? Because he thinks there is.
He's completely.
Freaking out. Please come in.
What the hell? Were you?
You were always so nice to me.
I thought maybe you liked me.
I'm nice to everyone.
I'm sorry.
Damn right you're sorry.
And you tell Howard there's never been
anything between us.
I will. Bernadette.
What do you think?
I have a shot with Benny.
Of course you do. You're a cutie pie.
Any girl would be lucky to have you.
The day she left for Florida, she asked me to
drive her to the airport.
I was too busy.
And I made her take a cab.
I was too busy.
There's no way you could've known.
Right back. Excuse me.
Yes.
You better find my husband's mother, because
one way or another, we're walking out of
this airport with a dead woman.
I didn't hog anything unlike you and that
weird lasagna with raisins in it.
Do you want some of this?
I'll give you some. Sheldon Leonard.
Living room right now.
She said my name first.
That must kill you.
I don't know what you think you're doing, but
this is a very difficult time.
For my husband. We're eating the last food
his mother ever made.
And you are going to throw it at each other
like children. Whatever it is you're
fighting about, put it aside.
Go back in there, Be a good friend to
Howard, or there's no dessert for either of
you.