Schmidt: Okay, well, if you're such a loner, then why did you help me with Cece?
Reagan: I don't know.
Schmidt: You could've left when I kicked you out. You could've left when you caught me beasting that hunk of cheese.
Reagan: That was disgusting.
Schmidt: But you stayed. Now I'm not leaving. And Cece's not leaving and Nick... Well, Nick physically can't leave. Winston's not leaving.
Winston: Hey, I'm Winston, by the way.
Schmidt: None of us are leaving until you agree to move in with us.
Reagan: This is actually the kindest, creepiest thing that a group of people I've only known for four hours has ever done for me. Ah, screw it. I'm gonna move in!