Jess: Robby, I need you to know that there is... [exhales] nothing going on between me and Gavin, except for an icy awkwardness that will continue until one or both of us is dead.
Robby: Oh, thank God. [laughs] I mean, I was sitting here thinking, really? Schmidt's dad.
Jess: I know. That'd be crazy, right?
Robby: Although I totally get it. I mean... [exhales] he's got that rakish charm. And that voice. Oh, my God. Great buns and...
Jess: Robby, stop. There's more.
Robby: Oh, boy. I think I know where this is going. Let me guess. You see me as more of a friend.
Jess: Well, I didn't want to talk about it on Thanksgiving. But you brought the tickets and...
Robby: Jess, it's okay. I get it. You know, there has to be that, um...
Jess: Oomph?
Robby: Yeah. I was gonna say "yowza," but, uh, oomph. You can't force the oomph, you know? I'll take my mom to Phoenix. She's nuts about Phoenix.