Nick: Oh, n-n-no, no, no, no, no. You just opened Pantera's box. We do not have time for this right now. We will get in...
[Schmidt empties the box and a bunch of lotions fall out]
[flashback to college-era Nick opening a present from Schmidt:]
Younger Nick: Peppermint lotion?
Younger Schmidt: It's for your feet.
Younger Nick: Yay. I love it.
Younger Schmidt: I knew it! Nailed it.
Younger Nick: Great gift.
Younger Schmidt: Oh, I'm gonna get you one every year. And we're gonna be best friends forever.
Younger Nick: I just met you, like, a week ago.
Younger Schmidt: Uh, just 'cause it says "peppermint," non-edible.
Younger Nick: I never would have thought to eat this lotion.