Lamp

"Mommy!"

Penny rushed into Clara's bedroom and turned on the lamp.

"What's wrong, sweetie?"

"The gremlins are gonna get me!"

"Gremlins? Did Uncle Howard show you another movie?"

"Uh-huh."

"That's the last time he baby-sits," Penny muttered. "I promise, the gremlins aren't coming, it's just a movie."

"Can we leave the light on, just in case?"

"Of course we can."

Clara's eyes began to droop, and Penny absentmindedly hummed a soft tune. When Clara was asleep, Penny stood and turned to find Leonard in the doorway.

She fixed him with a glare, which he easily interpreted.

"I'll talk to Wolowitz."