Winston: Oh, God, I need a shvitz. Why does my sweat smell like asparagus?
Schmidt: He does take all the sexual tension out of a room.
Winston: Man, I heat up every room I walk into. Put me next to a dozen eggs. They hatching. You know why? 'Cause I got the heat of a mother hen.
Nick: There was no sexual tension in here before he got here.
Schmidt: Keep telling yourself that, Nick.