wreckage that was once your fantasy of dating her and analyze the data so that you don't crash into geek mountainve is not a sprint, it's a marathon-- a relentless pursuit that only ends when she falls into your arms... or hits you with the pepper spray. no, i'm done with penny. i'm going to be more realistic and go after someone my own speed. like who? i don't know... olivia geiger. the dietician at the cafeteria with the limp and the lazy eye? yeah. oh, i don't think you have a shot there. i have noticed that leslie winkle recently started shaving her legs. now, given that winter is coming, one can only assume she's signaling sexual availability. wolowitz: i don't know. you guys work in the same lab. so? there are pitfalls. trust me, i know. when it comes to sexual harassment law, i'm a bit of a self-taught expert. look, howard, if i were to ask leslie winkle out, it would just be for dinner. i'm not going to walk into the lab, ask her to strip naked and dance for me. oh, then you're probably okay. hello, leslie. hi, leonard. leslie, i would like to propose an experiment... goggles, leonard. ri