"Sheldon." Penny called from the kitchen in the Cooper- Hofstadter residence. "Sheldon!"
Sheldon was unresponsive. He sat in 'his spot' of the couch in what seemed to be a trance. He sat upright and looked like he was watching the television, but it was turned off.
"Oh it's all right; he's just trying to turn the TV on with his mind." Leonard stated calmly as he emerged from the bathroom.
"Blast you, Leonard! You've torn my concentration." Sheldon exploded as Leonard finished his explanation. "Wait, what were you doing in the restroom for so long? This isn't your time to evacuate your bowels. You evacuate your bowels at eight-thirty in the morning, not seven at night."
"My apologies, Sheldon, but my colon wasn't going to wait." Leonard grinned enthusiastically as if he'd just beat Sheldon in three-dimensional chess.
Sheldon had started to squint his eyes and raise his fingers halfway to his temples when Leonard interrupted his action.
"You're not going to blow my head up Sheldon. You couldn't even turn on the TV." He snickered a bit and grabbed Penny by the waist and whispered into her ear. "But later tonight it will."
Penny giggled and playfully slapped his bicep, "Oh my gosh! Stop it!" she giggled some more and continued her task in the kitchen, as Leonard tapped her bottom and walked to the living room.
Sheldon cocked his head to the side, trying to figure out what he may have said to her by deciphering her actions. After a few seconds of pondering he straightened up his chest and cleared his throat, "Penny? Did Leonard whisper sexual innuendo into your ear?" he questioned.
"Sweetie, don't worry about it." She smiled gleefully and turned back around.
"But Penny, you don't understand. I must know. Not knowing or not worry about something is not what I have a Doctorate in."
She sighed, "Leonard?" her eyes became pleading, as if she really didn't want to tell him. She knew he was a virgin, and she was afraid that even talking about sex would deflower him.
Leonard rolled his eyes and looked directly into Sheldon's. "Seriously, Sheldon?"
"Oh, Leonard, does it look like I'm not serious? Because I can assure you I'm not joking in any way, shape or form. If joking could morph, that is." Sheldon stated matter-of-factly while staring intently at Leonard. He'd learned that to prove one is not joking, they must look directly into the eyes of whomever they were speaking to.
"Yes, Sheldon. I spoke of sex." Leonard sighed, lowered his head, removed his glasses and rubbed his temples.
"Ooh! I know this one! Exasperated sigh, lowering of the head, removal of your glasses and the massaging of your temples… You're annoyed!" Sheldon rapidly spoke, as he was extremely excited to have finally identified one form of body language.
"Oh, psht, no way!" Leonard whacked his hand in the air.
"Damn. I'd sworn I had that right." Sheldon ripped his fist to his hip.
While Sheldon was in mid-sentence, Leonard decided he would, again, grab a piece of paper and pen and write "sarcasm" on it. He lifted up the sign as soon as Sheldon finished his sentence.
"Ohhhh. Oh, well that makes perfect sense as sarcasm! I could never be wrong!" Sheldon exclaimed as he grinned ear to ear. "Oh, ah, Penny? You were attempting to disturb me earlier and I wish to know what it was concerning."
"Oh yeah, I was going to ask if you wanted green peppers on your personal pizza, but you didn't say anything so I decided not to put them on." Penny shrugged.
Sheldon's eyes widened, as if he were about to be hit by an eighteen-wheeler Peterbuilt. "E-excuse me?" He'd been so wrapped up in his experiment to turn the television on with his mind and what Leonard had said to Penny, he was completely oblivious as to what she was doing in the kitchen! "Penny! We've never made personal pizzas, ever. I don't know what makes you think we are going to have them tonight! It's not Thursday, Penny! It's Friday! Every Friday we get Chinese food! Even if it were Thursday, we wouldn't be eating personal pizzas; we would be eating pizza from Giacomo's!"
