See your breath

"We are going to be late. Are you ready now?" Sheldon hurries Amy. Just because he loves her, it doesn't mean he will tolerate being late at the movies. "Why are you wearing that, anyway?" He adds as Amy wears a light jacket.

"It may get cold later. Summer is over, even here in California." She explains.

Sheldon shakes his head. "According to the weather forecast, we should expect a very comfortable temperature of 73 for tonight. That jacket has only made us waste forty seconds of precious time."

Amy shrugs. "We will see," she says after stealing a peck on his cheek.

In fact, a chilly air welcomes them back outside as they leave the movie theatre. Amy observes Sheldon crossing his arms and gritting his teeth. She wonders if it is because he was wrong rather than from feeling cold.

"Are you cold?" Amy just asks him.

Sheldon folds his arms even more and shivers. "No. It is such a nice night for a walk, isn't it?"

"Sheldon, I can see your breath."

"So?" He insists, "It's only water vapor in my breath condensing because of a cooler temperature of the air outside respect to my lungs."

"Hence, you are admitting it is cold outside." Amy notes.

Sheldon stops and forces himself to extend his arms. "Absolutely not! What I am saying is that it is cold, not that I am cold."

Amy sighs. A tiny cloud forms in front of her, and Sheldon can't help but think she resembles a small, cute cloud-breathing dragon. "Here," she says, taking off her jacket. "Wear this."

He refuses it. "You can tell many things about Sheldon Cooper, but he is a gentleman."

Amy's eyebrows furrow. He continues, "I am not taking a jacket from a lady, yet alone my lady."

She pushes the jacket back at him. "You should be aware that your lady wears a number of layers below to still stay warm enough. It won't fit, but at least you will cover your shoulders and arms," she adds with a smile. He really can't say no much longer. Not to that smile of hers, at least.

Amy helps him to put his arms in her jacket's sleeves. He looks like he is wearing a child's clothing, but Amy thinks he is adorable.

"Please, take my arm," he offers, "We can share some warmth."

"I'd love to."

Feeling his wife leaning on him, Sheldon smiles. He would be lost without her, wouldn't he? "Look," he calls her before making a few little clouds with his breath.

As she tries to do the same and maybe make more puffs, he nestles his chin against her shoulder. "Warm…!" He says softly.