Coach: [to Schmidt] You put ChapStick on like a little girl putting on lipstick for the first time.
Winston: [chuckling] It's way too much puckering.
Schmidt: Winston, you know what, you shut up.
Winston: Cold busted.
Schmidt: You're the most embarrassing one of our friends by far.
Nick: With your singing.
Schmidt: Your outfits.
Coach: And the crystals.
Nick: Your mural.
Coach: The mustache.
Schmidt: Your fauxhawk.
Nick: With your bell.
Coach: Puzzles.
Schmidt: Your cat.
Winston: FYI-- you guys live with the cat, too. But at least I get to reap the benefits.
Nick: That.
Winston: Oh, oh. Look, it's not what it looks like, my man. Um, we're just trying to squeeze something out of my buddy. We'll be done when it comes out. [clicks tongue]