Schmidt: Every time she gets a job at a new school, she brings back kid germs that infect your filthy body. Don't get me sick.
Winston: Don't get me sick either, man. I got a date coming up, and I might get to mouth-base.
Nick: I'm not gonna get sick. No germ can live in a body that is 65% beer.
Jess: Nick, are you eating raisins from my purse? I confiscated those from a kid.
Nick: That explains why they're so sticky. [chuckles] Sticky Nicky eats anything and I don't get sick.
Schmidt: Nick, you have, like, 7,500 raisins all over your room. Why would you eat the...? [Nick sneezes] I knew it. I knew it.
Jess: That was so immediate.