Irv: I'm sorry, sir. But there's no parking allowed at the emergency curb. But I'd be happy to park your car for you, and run the keys up to you in a jiff.
Man: Yeah. Except this is my only set? And I'm afraid you might eat them. Okay? See ya, tubs.
Irv: I've been trying like the dickens to cut down on my snacking, but it's just so...
J.D.: Bup-bup-bup. You look great, Irv.
J.D.: [v.o.] Irv didn't look great, but I didn't have time to talk.