Sheldon: Well, what do you think of new comic book night? Magic, huh?
Amy: Sheldon I'm disappointed. As a brilliant man you're entitled to a vice. I could understand frequenting an opium den or hunting your fellow man for sport. But this? Lame-O!
Penny: Well ladies, we killed the bottle.
Amy: I had half a glass.
Bernadette: I didn't have any.
Penny: Okay, don't judge me.
Bernadette: I'm too small for Twister, and roller-coasters, and sitting with my feet on the floor. I hope you enjoyed the prenatal cigarettes, Mom!