Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

And we'll use mellifluous tomorrow.
I'm all like
...so Amy Farrah Fowler can't find me and compel me to meet her mother.
I think she likes you.
- I'd like you to meet my mother. - I see. Can I get back to you on that?
...to deny you that opportunity?
You can't say that anymore.
...that plausibly explains my absence...
It's not a home. It's a senior center.
It was nice spending this time with you.
...when I asked you to meet my mother.
You were pretending to work at the Genius Bar to pick up women, weren't you?
I wanna invoke the girlfriend pact, Howard.
...who is a friend and not your girlfriend? - Uh-huh.
Of course.
Ahem, excuse me, I have to go to the little girls' room...
I'm okay on my own.
- So how'd it go? - It was going well.
Oh!
Screwed.
- So, what's going on with you two? - Oh, the status is as it always was.
Well, long story short, they really do have a little jail in the mall.
Leonard, I'm a physicist, not a hippie.
Fix it for me.
You know how you're always saying that Amy is a girl...
You got anything for next weekend? I need a date for my cousin's wedding.
Dude, why don't you just invoke your girlfriend pact with Wolowitz?
I'm like an upside-down volcano here.
- Leonard? Are you sleeping? - No.
...and take a wicked whiz.