"Say it."
"No."
"Just once?"
"Denied."
"Please?"
"For the last time, no. I refuse to take part in your juvenile games, Penny."
The blonde chases after her stubborn neighbour. "Come on, Sheldon! Say it for me. I'm your best friend!"
"Our status of amity is irrelevant in this topic. The nickname that you have created is completely idiotic and beyond nonsensical-" Penny rolls her eyes. Here we go. "-and I will not degrade myself by uttering it simply for your amusement."
"Is that so, Mr. Holier-Than-Thou?" She steps closer to him so that their bodies nearly collide. Temperature rises. He sweats. "Well, what if I told you that you have to say it?"
He takes an awkward step back, prepared to shield himself against the almighty physical contact. Highly overrated. "And what will happen if I don't?"
"Two words. Junior. Rodeo." She lifts a daring eyebrow.
Magic words. "Fine." He inhales deeply. That awful smirk on her face is not helping. "You are-" Dear Lord. "-Pennylicious."
Penny bursts out in laughter. "Oh my God! Wow, I cannot believe you said it. Ha!"
Scowling and burning in humiliation, Sheldon hastens to his bedroom, muttering, "That woman irritates the magnesium out of me." Penny wipes tears from her eyes and giggles once more before scampering back to her own apartment. Once there, she pulls out her phone and presses the stop button, ending the recording.
"New ringtone? Check."