Issabella: This Sunday night, you may take me to dinner at a nice restaurant.
Raj: Great. Where would you like to go?
Issabella: Your choice. It can be Pakistani food, if you like.
Raj: Excuse me, but I'm Indian.
Issabella: And now you know how it feels.

Bernadette: Still, I can't believe you can turn ordinary skin cells into functioning brain cells.
Amy: Well, I turned this one into a functioning boyfriend, so sky's the limit.

Raj: Well, I can't eat like a ten-year-old all the time.
Penny: You're dating somebody! Who is it?
Raj: What? What are you talking about?
Penny: You only watch what you eat when you're afraid you might have to take your shirt off.

Raj: Maybe there are other things we have in common. Come dinner-time, do you enjoy eating food?