Winston: The fact of the matter is, is that she don't want to hang out with us. She's our roommate, but she being straight up discourteous. Reagan, why don't you join the fiesta, huh? I'll make up a pitcher of margaritas.
Reagan: That's tempting, but, uh, if I have one margarita, I'll have eight; and if I have eight, end up riding that donkey all the way to Santa Monica, so...
Nick: [laughing with mouth full] It'd be great to watch you ride a donkey!
Reagan: Thanks, but no, thanks.
Nick: There's extra toilet paper in the bathroom! It's... [door opens and closes]
Schmidt: Are you hiding toilet paper again?