Raj was grabbing the cereal box from the cupboard when there was a knock at Amy's door. He set the box on the counter and went to open it; and at the sight of a male within the home of the addressee, the delivery man looked a bit confused. "Um, I have a delivery for...Wait, are you single?"

Raj looked surprised. "Whoa, dude. I'm not, okay? I'm dating two beautiful women."

"Is one of them Amy?"

"No. No, she's just my friend. I'm staying here because my building burned down."

"Oh. Then please make sure she gets these." The mailman took out the three bouquets. "Thirty-six roses for miss Amy Farrah-Fowler, from Sheldon Cooper."

"Wow! They're so beautiful," Raj crooned, fingering the petals. "It's amazing to think such a soft, delicate texture could come from a seed." He paused. "This actually reminds me a lot of the fabric of my mummy's dress."

The mailman looked highly amused. "And you're dating two women?"

"Yes."

"Tell me something, Amy's friend. Enlighten me."

"Sure."

"How crazy must these women be, to want the seed of a soft and delicate flower like you?"

Raj's smile dropped from his face. "Are you done delivering?"

"No, I've got one more."

"Is it to Amy?"

The mailman turned and walked away, and Raj shut the door. Smelling the flowers, he abandoned the cereal to put the roses into water, and set the vases in a beautiful display on the kitchen table. Deciding cereal would spoil the general effect, he put the box away and rummaged through the contents of Amy's fridge. By the time Amy emerged from her bedroom, Raj was setting the table with plates of toast and strawberries, and tall glasses of cold water.

"What's all this?" Amy asked.

"Oh, just my thanks to you."

Amy looked at the roses. "Wow, how many are there?"

"Thirty-six."

"That must've cost a fortune!"

"Well...I'm rich. And you are worth it."

Amy smiled and pulled out the card, and Raj froze when she read it aloud, in a sudden serious voice. " 'Dear Amy, sorry about last night. I hope these flowers will help make up for how it ended. As always, I, see the other side of this card.' " Amy turned the card over. " 'As always, I look forward to seeing you. This time I'll remember date night, I promise. Please see the card in the bouquet with the clear wrapping.' " She set the card on the table, giving the blushing Raj a dirty look. " 'All my love, Sheldon Lee Cooper, BS, MS, MA, Ph.D and ScD; the luckiest man alive to date the luckiest woman alive; a match made in scientist heaven.' "

Raj gritted his teeth as he poured the rest of the water into his glass.

"I take you in and you try to play me for a fool?" Amy gathered up the cards, but suddenly smiled. "So he's where you get it from."

"C-can you forgive me?"

"Yeah. This time I'll let it slide." Amy sat across from him, stabbing a strawberry with her fork. "Say, can you do me a favor?"

"Of course."

"Sheldon and I are going out tonight, as an 'impromptu date', and I don't know what to wear."

Raj's eyes lit up. "Oh, goodie, you can give me a fashion show!"

They both paused, thinking about his words, and his face crumpled. "Oh, no, I am a soft and delicate flower!"

"That's okay," Amy sighed. "Everyone knows."

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Author's Note: Sorry to reviewer michiamoverano; I guess this is a Raj/Amy chapter, but Raj IS another starring character in this story. Just the same, thank you.