Turk: Where were you?
J.D.: I was treed by that coyote.
Turk: You got your phone?
J.D.: He took it.
Turk: What now?
J.D.: I can't run in this gown, it's too loose.
Turk: I can't run in these jeans, they're too constricting.
[later, they've switched clothes:]
Turk: Yeah, this is much better.
J.D.: I agree, but my legs are cramping.
Turk: You spent too much time crouching in that tree, didn't you.
J.D.: I was kneeling on a nest.