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."
