S: Amy, I'm going to ask you something, and I'd like you to keep an open mind.
A: Always.
S: At this moment, I find myself craving human intimacy and physical contact.
A: Interesting. Go on.
S: Proposal. We engage in torrid lovemaking that soothes our souls and inflames our loins.
A: Sheldon, we're in a cinema! That's highly inappropriate!
S: It's nearly empty, we're in the back row and you agreed earlier that you're as bored as I am.
A: How about this? We cuddle. You stroke my head. Then I give you a neck massage.
S: Counterproposal. French kissing, seven minutes in heaven culminating in second base.
A: You know that I hate to leave things unfinished when you get me all worked up.
S: I'm counting on it. Okay, final offer, same as above, and when we get home, I'll do that whimsically inventive thing with my tongue again.
A: Very well. Hoo, boy.