Winston: Have you guys seen a kid in a wheelchair?
Nick: That was me.
Cece: What?
Schmidt: Whoa!
Winston: Wow.
Schmidt: Nick, what are you doing in here?
Nick: Look, I was having a hard time with your stories, so I took a little poetic license. People started asking some questions. Things got ahead of me. And I had no choice but to hide in the car.
Winston: Nick, I thought you were gonna stick to the tub story.
Nick: It's not a story, Winston. It's not a story!