Isn't every conversation you two have awkward?

Painfully so.

We have this rule on the phone that if no one talks for three minutes, you can just hang up.

So into her.

Ready whenever you guys are.

Yeah, uh, we'll be right there.

- Leonard? - Yeah.

I'm not sure how I feel about Howard being Dungeon Master instead of you.

Aw, that's nice, but relax; sometimes change is good.

Uh, you were worried about Zachary Quinto being the new Spock, but you wound up liking him.

Oh, please! Every time the topic of change comes up, you throw Zachary Quinto in my face.

I'm upset the mailman has new haircut, "Zachary Quinto."

I'm upset that daylight saving time started, "Zachary Quinto."

I'm upset daylight saving time ended, "Zachary Quinto."

I'm saying this for the last time: Zachary Quinto was a weird, wonderful, unrepeatable event, so stop using him against me!

Okay, here we go.

You find yourselves in an overgrown, old forest.

Before you is a... a giant oak tree with a face on it that looks a lot like Nicolas Cage.

He says:

"Travel with caution. These woods are home to the bones of many, uh, fallen hero!"

See? Howard's just as good a Dungeon Master as I am.

He... As good? You just got pantsed in the school yard, four eyes.

Hey, come on, guys, focus.

Um, uh, oh, mighty Nicolas Cage tree, we thank you for your warning, but we are brave warriors and nothing short of death will keep us from our goal.

Oh, Lucy's free after all. See ya!

No, no, no, hey, hey!

You can't leave; we just started.

You're right, I should finish the game.

I take my plus-one long sword, stab myself in the face with it. I'm dead, I've got a date with a girl. Bye.

We'll be fine, watch.

Suddenly, a spectral shape rises from Koothrappali's bloody corpse and says:

"Don't worry, buddies, ghost Raj will help guide you through the forest."

"Well, I'm just a tree, but if I were you, I'd listened to your ghost friend!"

Go on, give him your lunch money.