Adrian Monk: Hi. Remember me?
Sharona: Adrian, it's only been two hours. Come on. How's Benjy?
Adrian Monk: Oh, he's good. I just talked to him. Said he's very proud of you.
Sharona: Yeah.
Adrian Monk: [places hand in sticky substance on table] Oh. Oh. Wipe. Sharona, wipe.
Sharona: I don't have any wipes. I'm in jail.
Adrian Monk: Oh, what is it? Oh, my God, get it off me. Oh, God, get it off. It's jail goo. This is, this is jail goo.
Sharona: You know what? You know what? I put an extra wipe in your pocket. Give me, give me the wipe.
Adrian Monk: Oh, God. It's connected.
Sharona: Will you please relax? I'm in no mood.
Adrian Monk: Oh, my God. Jail goo.