"Mmm. Grape juice that burns." Amy: I deserve romance, and I didn't know how else to make it happen. Sheldon: Well, if you want romance, then let's have romance! Oh, look, there's wine. Mmm. Grape juice that burns. Uh, now let's gaze into each other's eyes, hmm? You blinked I win. Let's see. What's next? Oh, kissing's romantic. Amy: That was nice. Sheldon: Good.