It always ended with Stockholm; they were the only places she felt merited a star, tag, and link description.

“What? Come on, we all love a little lovers’ quarrel! Why else do you watch Gossip Girl?”

He handed her the notebook and she scanned through the pages and pages of minuscule writing; science, history, geography, biology, pop culture.

Both?!  “...Both?!”

And sure, she’d been lifted off the ground plenty, but this was Sheldon therefore making it totally, completely, four hundred and fifty percent unexpected.

“Sheldon, it’s just a hooker. Call her a hooker, not a friend with benefits; that’s degrading to friends with benefits everywhere.”

He decided to permanently keep his thoughts on Princess Leia and Han Solo ending up together to himself. That was another universe, involving very different partners-in-crime.