Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

One, two, three.
I happen to know a place where there are plenty of eligible women...
- Leonard, look out. - Damn it, man, we're dying here.
At least now you can retrieve the black box...
Stay frosty.
Oh, yeah-- No.
I am the sword master.
Also, Sheldon may be a robot.
He was kind of dreamy.
Maybe, although the history of science fiction is not on your side.
...until one of you breaks down and moves to another zip code.
Okay, look. Ahem.
- What do you think? - you proposed the experiment.
That depends.
I'm gonna be more realistic and go after someone my own speed.
So to clarify here, by dinner, I mean supper.
No. Six-thirty is great.
To carve the-- Okay, I'll see you at 6:30.
This?
Algebraically speaking, there are too many unknowns.
Olivia Geiger?
yeah.
I was thinking 6:30 if you can go, or a different time.
- Oh, my God, so many goblins. - Aah!
It's relaxation through brainwave manipulation.