"Strength of body is as nothing to strength of mind," Sheldon said, folding his arms.
Leslie's finger swung up and dealt a quick flick to the tiny man in her palm. It had been a simple motion to her, yet Sheldon collapsed in a heap as if he'd been hit by a car.
"That was uncalled for!" he shrieked. "I could have been seriously hurt there!"
"Well, you should have thought of that possibility, shouldn't you?" she retorted, fighting to keep a grin from breaking out on her face. "After all, your brains can easily counter whatever brawn little old me can muster."
Sheldon was ready to respond, but while she was talking Leslie was also moving, cupping her hand to send him tumbling down her palm and standing from her seat at the same time. He grabbed wildly at her skin as she walked across the room, the woman's foot almost crushing Raj as the other three men scattered at her approach.
"You need to cool off," Leslie said, reaching for the door of the refridgerator.
"I think this has gone far enough..." Howard said.
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