"Did we wake you?" Amy asked.
"No." Raj sat. "I, uh, I made biscuits. I don't know how much you like cheddar, but it's baked right in with some veggies. I also made a dip; it's kind of spicy."
"Thank you," Amy said quietly, as he sauntered away looking completely disheartened. She turned awkwardly to Sheldon. "Want some?"
"Yes, some. But I should really be getting back to Missy." Sheldon grimaced.
"I hear she and Penny are going bowling tonight," Amy answered. Then, looking for the cheesy biscuits, she paused. "Maybe we should ask Raj if he'd like to go bowling."
"Maybe," Sheldon parroted, as Amy discovered her treasure. She opened the oven and slipped into the mitts, removing the tray and setting it atop the counter beside the dip, which Raj had tightly Saran-wrapped.
"Help yourself," Amy offered, and disappeared after Raj. Sheldon had moved to the counter and was using a flipping spatula to lift out the biscuits when Amy promptly returned. She didn't look too happy. "Uh, no. Definitely doesn't want to go anywhere," she updated, and began filling her own plate.
"Was he rude about it?" Sheldon spooned some of the dip onto his plate.
"No." Amy smiled, also collecting some of the sauce. "Why? Would you march over there and give him a piece of your mind?"
"I would."
Amy sat next to him. "Sheldon, I really appreciate what you did for me tonight. I know we could probably benefit from sitting down and having a real heart-to-heart."
Sheldon considered, only briefly. "We're sitting down now."
Amy swathed her biscuit in dip. "I mean at a better time. I feel kind of, I don't know, responsible for Raj right now; and you've got Missy..."
"Actually, Missy is very concerned about you and me. I guess she knows I'll never be able to replace you." He considered, ignorant to how his words had made her blush. "Well, Missy's intent was to stay for a full week," he thought aloud. "My twin or not, I can't be around her for that long and not go crazy."
"You mean, crazier," Amy emphasized.
"I'm not crazy; my mother had me tested." The response was automatic, and he kept thinking as Amy began to eat. "Well, I suppose we could have our second sleepover," he proposed, making her look up instantly.
Amy smiled. "Wow, two boys spending the night at my place."
Sheldon looked ready to squirm. "Don't get any ideas," he scorned. "I'm not sharing you. In any event, we'll be spending most of the time discussing our foothold."
Amy shrugged. "Okay, well, I only have the one bed. We can do this one out of three ways; I can share it with Raj, you can share it with Raj, or I can share it with you."
Sheldon shrugged. "We can share."
Amy paused. "To clarify, you and me, or you and him?"
"Me and you!"
Amy's brows went up. "You wouldn't mind?"
"We've shared a bed before."
That comment had both of them blushing.
"Alright then." Amy shakily set her plate down on the coffee table. "Just let me...let me go change the sheets, then." She stood and made her way to the hall, praying she wouldn't faint. Pausing in the hallway, she turned to look at Sheldon. Even her lips shook as she returned the smile before ducking into the hall.