Scene: The apartment Sheldon: Why hast thou forsaken me, O deity whose existence I doubt? Policeman: Here. Breathe into this bag. Leonard: What’s going on? Sheldon: They stole everything, Leonard, everything. Policeman: Are you the roommate? Leonard: Yeah, Leonard Hofstadter. What happened? Policeman: Your friend here called 911 to report a robbery. Leonard: Oh, my God, what did they get? Sheldon: What didn’t they get? They got my enchanted weapons, my vicious gladiator armour, my wand of untainted power, and all my gold. Leonard: You called the police because someone hacked your World of Warcraft account? Sheldon: What choice did I have? The mighty Sheldor, level 85 blood elf, hero of the Eastern kingdoms, has been picked clean, like a carcass in the desert sun. Plus, the FBI hung up on me. Policeman: Into the bag. Sheldon: They took my battle ostrich. Leonard: Oh, no, not Glenn? Sheldon: Yes, Glenn! The only bird I ever loved. Policeman: Good luck, fellas. Leonard: Thank you, officer. Sheldon: Wait a minute! You’re not going to do anything? Policeman: Mr. Cooper, there’s nothing… Sheldon: Doctor Cooper. Policeman: Seriously? Leonard: Not the kind with access to drugs. Policeman: Fine. Dr. Cooper. I’m sorry for your loss, but the Pasadena Police Department doesn’t have jurisdiction in Pandora. Sheldon: That’s from Avatar, World of Warcraft takes place in Azeroth. Goodness gracious, how are you allowed to carry a gun? Can you at least refer me to a rogue ex-cop? Policeman: What? Sheldon: You know, one who was drummed off the force because he refused to play by the rules, and now he hires himself out to impose his own brand of rough justice? Policeman: No. Leonard: Thank you, offi...
