Elliot: Dr. Miller, hi. You, uh, look very nice today.
Dr. Miller: Thanks, my patient just died, but if I'm looking good, I'm psyched.
Elliot: No, no. It's just that you work in a very tough specialty, and you manage to maintain your femininity and I find that very, um, sexy.
Dr. Miller: Are you asking me out on a date?
Elliot: [scoffs] Please! We just met! Not that it would make a difference if we hadn't. Um, look, Dr. Turk is a really good friend of mine-
Dr. Miller: Uggh.
Elliot: And he is not a sexist. And I know sexists. I mean, when my dad's not asking the maid for a neck-rub, he's telling me if I'm going to get emotional, I should do it in a closet because no one likes to see a hysterical woman.
Dr. Miller: There's a closet right there!
Elliot: I know, it's one of my favorites.
Dr. Miller: Dr. Reid, I've seen you strutting around this place with your can-do attitude, and I know that you think because you're a female doctor, you're part of the solution. But you're not. Everything about you screams, "What does the cutie in Radiology think about me?" And yes, your friend Dr. Turk, he may ask you relationship advice or where to get his unfortunate girlfriend some naughty lingerie because we both know that when it comes to gifts, women all crave a nice leather push-up bra with tassels that go around and around and around like this. But still, I ask you, is that respect? Uh, don't answer. I don't care!