Cheryl: J.J., dinner!
Jerry: Uh, when I got your letter, I dug this up. You were probably too young to remember. But this is you. This is me. And of course ZZ Top.
Barney: I do remember that. I climbed up on that dude's lap and told him what I wanted for Christmas.
Jerry: Yeah. Well, I used to love taking you backstage. You were the coolest little kid.
J.J.: Hi, Barney. It's great to finally meet you.
Barney: J.J., I'm talkin' to Dad right now. God!