Nick: So, you freaked out a little back there, didn't you? Not to use some popsicle psychology...
Schmidt: "Popsicle psychology"?
Nick: Yeah, it's pop psychology for short. 'Cause, you know, you eat the popsicle and you love it so much and then you're stuck holding the-the stick? You get it. you get it.

Aly: [hip-hop music playing] Hey, you want your bar mitzvah money? Tell me her name.
Schmidt: I don't remember.
Aly: I don't believe you!
Winston: Just relax. Relax. Here, Schmidt. Sip that. Want to hear the music again?
[hip-hop music playing] All right, there we go. Uh-huh. Yeah, you're 13 years old, everybody's feeling it...
[sings] Motown Philly's back again...
Aly: Enough. What was her name?!
Schmidt: Sharon Rosenberg!

Schmidt: My mom still owes me my bar mitzvah money. I mean, we can ask her, but, you know, she's...
Nick: Pushy, overbearing, controlling.
Schmidt: So, what? Oh, she's a typical Jewish mom? It's anti-Semitic when you say it like that. So-so what, she likes to get involved? That's great, you know.
Nick: I don't feel very comfortable when I'm around her.
Schmidt: Well, boo-hoo, she thinks you want to have sex with her. Try learning about the birds and the bees from her using a doughnut and a banana. By the way, neither one of which are used for what you think they are.
Nick: How could that be?