Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

When I was 12, I got to ride there in a helicopter.

Oh, look at that.

Leonard, congratulations.

Which brings me back to my question. Where are you in--?

I discreetly slipped off the other earring...

Oh, clearly, I could have.

For which she awarded him the nickname Speed-of-Light Leonard.

Or a hookup, as it's referred to by today's urban youth.

It's not bold, it's a mistake.

Well, aren't you sweet?

Okay, I'm gonna go get your discharge papers.

So this wasn't the awkward part?

Ergo, you have no say...

Oh, man, did you switch your status before she did?