J.D.: [v.o.] I'm a sick man. Last night, after three years of chasing Elliot, I convinced her to dump her perfect boyfriend and then immediately realized I don't want her. What the hell's wrong with me? Luckily she doesn't have to get up until 9 and she's an incredibly heavy sleeper. An incredibly heavy sleeper. Wow. I knew I needed to talk this over with someone who understood me. Someone I had recently been intimate with.
Larry: Yeah?
J.D.: [v.o.] Okay, not him.
Danni: J.D., this is Larry. Larry, this is J.D.
Larry: I think I'll go put on some underwear.
J.D.: Please, Larry. What the hell you doing with that guy?
Danni: I don't know. I thought it'd be cool to date a celebrity.
J.D.: He's not a celebrity. [v.o.] Wait a second. [outloud] Are you the Soup Nazi from Seinfeld?
Larry: No.
J.D.: Say the soup thing.
Larry: No!
J.D.: Dammit.