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Sheldon almost tripped when Ellie asked him about the tune. THE HELL? "You don't know about the Wizard of Ooooooooz, Ellie?" For shame! She probably didn't even know if you played Dark Side of the Moon in tune with the movie, it totally synced up! And that it was just a wonderful movie to watch high or not. And Judy Garland was hot with those pigtails.

"Because of the wonderful things he dooooooooes ~" He sang for emphasis, not sounding at all that remarkable. "And I'm tooootally not gay ~" He continued to sing, adding in a little spin that did not help his point.

"If I were," Sheldon stopped, holding out a finger in a scolding manner. "Shawn .... god, no ew." Totally not his type; he was his instigator, his weed dealer and would not wish Shawn as anyone's potential romantic interest male or female.

Unfortunately for Sheldon, he had fallen into one of those unwinnable debates. If he said nothing, what Ellie was saying would be true and if he kept denying it would just be more fuel for the fire and Ellie would probably think her statement all the more true. But alas, Sheldon still was on a high and most of the logic of his brain had clicked off.

"URG, Elllllliiiiiiiiiiiiiie" His whine came back into play as his arms began to flail around helplessly to his cause. "That would be totally gross! It's Shawn! You've seen Shawn! EW!" Really, no win here for Sheldon in the foreseeable future.

Well, maybe not that hard to see one. As they walked by, the shine and movement from each of the television screens caught his eyes. He stopped in his tracks, head glued to the screens. So enough that his face soon was pressed against the glass so hard that his nose was squished and there was a little condensation from his breathing. "Dude!" Ellie! DUDE!" His nasally voiced called to her. Dude, the dragon that the cat was talking about. One arm waved in the air to call her over.

Oh dude, one of the televisions wasn't on the same station as the others. In fact it seemed to be on one of the cable stations and was playing one of those movies that Sheldon had seen way too many times. Yellow eyes drifted up to that said television and his mouth began moving before his brain could even register it. "-is Darth Vader really my father? Yeah, it was either Darth Vader or Paul Riser, but they don't want you to know who your real father is so they're going to raise you together. Oh My god! Yeah and I've got some more bad news, I'm getting really old -" went the dialogue, and continued from there in sync with what was on the screen.

At least this current situation was seeming to detour the duo from the subject of Shawn and Sheldon. Now it was just on Sheldon as he went on with the words from 'It's a Trap.'

"Luke ~ right here. The Force runs strong in your family. Luke ~ haven't gone anywhere. Don't turn to the dark side. Luke ~ whats up? You fought Vader too soon - oh what?" Sheldon peeled his nose away from the glass, turning his head in such a way that it mimicked Ellie except just the opposite cheek so he could face her.

"I'm just really good at remembering words and stuff." As Ellie's pitch had gone up, Sheldon's had suddenly turned to that of small child trying to have bragging rights. It used to be said that it was a gift bestowed upon him, but now it just seemed to be one he squandered with trivial things like being able to recite movies word for word and barely passing his classes by remembering lectures of having his Macbook read the text books to him.

"Hi, Hammacher Schlemmer, I'd like the wall sized crossword puzzle. Why yes I do have a credit card ~"

Given he had a little more control and experience with marijuana, a little ping of pride managed to process through Sheldon's brain from Ellie's continued awe. There wasn't much he could have over people these days, not like he tried, but when something did present itself and he was in the mood he could feel good about himself.

So, he kept going on with the lines even though he wasn't even facing the screen at the moment until a flicker from one of the other screens caught his attention. The image of the dragon at the other end of town was getting fuzzy, snow and a disrupted signal was cutting in before the screen went completely blank. One by one the other screens blinked out until finally the one that had Family Guy also followed suit. Sheldon's mouth still kept moving as he turned his head back to the screen.

"Hey look, its another chick. The only other chick in the galaxy. I don't - aaw." He finally realized his entertainment was gone. "Suuuuuucks." Sheldon whined. That stupid dragon probably did this!

"Ellie, that stupid dragon probably did this! That cat should go fight it, totally!"

Sheldon's expression turned to one of utter horror. Well, not utter, but his eyes got wide and his mouth twisted in such a way that it could either be horror or maybe he had just had a stroke. It didn't help that his cheek was also pressed against the glass which made the whole look just not look right.

But cat grenades? "That would be hooooooorrible." Not to mention so completely messy, and the poor cat exploding into bits. Sheldon, the secret cat person, would not have it. "Never speak of cats exploding ever again... neeeever." He explained in a raspy voice. If anything, turning the cat into a lazer cat like in that Saturday Night Live sketch, now that could totally fight a dragon.

He would have mentioned that to her, if not for Ellie's stomach growl of epicness. The sound was far too funny to escape a laugh, which Sheldon of course did with a grin. Ellie was hungry. Oh yeah tacos.

"Oh yeah... tacos..." He blinked and peeled his face off the window, leaving an impression on the glass. "Not too far, I don't think." They were on the right street, weren't they? Well, they could probably find it. "That way!" Sheldon announced, flapping one arm to designate the direction.

That would totally be an awesome taco to eat, totally. Sheldon's lazy eyes seemed to gleam at the giant piece of mexican food that seemed to hover above them.

"Wouldn't it be like.. totally stale though?" He questioned, not even giving into the thought that it was obviously fake. He obviously teetered to the edge of stupidity, but still had the rational that it still wasn't a good idea. "And I bet birds poop all over it, that would be such a disgusting taco." Sheldon made a face of disgust as he trudged closer to the door and lazily swung a hand to open it, and even had the courtesy of holding it open for his companion.

"Dood, let's get non crapped on tacos... by the bucket full. It'll be so much better." He was practically leaning on the door waiting for Ellie to go through.

The people at the counter were giving the pair of suspicious looks. A few of them surprised they had even entered. Didn't those two idiots outside realize a giant dragon was attacking the other side of the city [and they had to wonder why they still had to work].

"Well, no s**t it tastes like papeeeer." Sheldon drawled on as he clicked his tongue against the roof of his mouth. He had come up behind her, having taken a few minutes to process that she had crossed the threshold into the land of King Taco and had left him at the door. "The real food is over there!" She lazily pointed to the counter where the employees just seemed to stare at them.

One of them even meekly called out to them, "Ma'am... um... please don't lick the advertisements." He was quieter than Britany Spears' dietician and simply ignored, even by his own co workers.

"Come'on" Sheldon urged, daring to grab Ellie by the arm and pull her to the counter to order. With or without her trailing along, he ventured to the workers of the Taco King and slapped his hand upon the counter.

"My good sir!" He began, cheerily and merrily, "I would like six orders of your chicken tacos and an order of your carne asada nacos. And a large drink!" His head perked up for a moment when he finished. Wait, were they ordering together? Was he paying for this?

Sheldon turned to Ellie. "Uh?"