This was going to be a monotonous cycle, so Sheldon decided to make spaghetti Bolognese. Though he would most likely have to force feed it to her, he scrubbed at his hands for five minutes, then recleaned al the utensils he was going to use. He boiled the spaghetti and cooked the sauce. He desperately needed to get going on Age of Conan; those nincompoops couldn't complete it by themselves.

"Did you know that spaghetti is the plural form of the Italian word spaghetto, which is a diminutive of spago, meaning 'thin string' or 'twine.' Traditionally, most spaghetti was 50 cm long, but shorter lengths gained in popularity during the latter half of the 20th century and now spaghetti is most commonly available in 25–30 cm lengths." Sheldon set the bowl in front of Penny and went over to his laptop; he didn't think Penny would need anything else. Why should she? "I got the 50cm ones, made from durum wheat."

"W-what are you playing?" Penny asked Sheldon, looking at him for the first time in a while.

"Age of Conan, if you would like to play, I suggest you get your laptop, 1 of these 2 people are useful and that one is a healer. You are a... mage."

Penny walked out and into 4b. She ignored the scattered shot glasses, took a swig of tequila and grabbed her pink laptop. She remembered when she had gotten major addicted to the game and even accepted a virtual date from Howard. Eugh. The said addict started up her laptop and walked back into 4a, to find Sheldon battling a massive ogre on his laptop.

"Penny! Quickly, this is a dark level 124 Ogre, so I need you to back me up."

Penny logged on and started beating up every monster she could find, and Sheldon was defeating half as many. It was probably a new type of therapy. Yeah, she could make millions! She was a level 137. Even after she realised she had become addicted, she kept on playing, killing monsters but never spending any money. She was a herald of Xotli, with rare silk amour and had the ability to self-resurrect and shape shift into any form she'd met or battled before, with the exception of people. Ah, the effects of violent games.

When Leonard got back, he didn't like the idea that Penny was going to be alone and probably suffer post-traumatic syndrome. He invited her to stay the night and eat pizza, as it was Thursday. Penny, despite herself, gladly accepted; no matter what she could do on age of Conan, this was real life and she couldn't be alone after the events of the morning. The only normal thing was that Howard was still hitting on her. Penny being Penny, she just had to rise to it. She couldn't sit around moping and playing video games. Could she? Even Raj was making an effort, saying words like "hello" and "bye" in front of her. That was the limit to his girl vocabulary. Penny slept round Leonard and Sheldon's that night, but that didn't do anything to help the nightmares. She went out onto the balcony, and looked onto the buzzing life below. She thought about how her life was going to be now. It could all be over, she thought, If I just... She leaned over a bit more and more. She was almost half way over now. Yeah, then she wouldn't even have to care about becoming an actress or having a broken heart.

"Penny, don't you dare." Demanded a scolding voice behind her.